You know that you’re in trouble when you come down the stairs and see me glistening with sweat, shirtless standing there and waiting for you. My blue eyes are not warm, nor do they appear to be happy. My arms are crossed causing my biceps to flex. If you weren’t concerned about what was about to happen you’d actually be quite turned on.
“When I said we would need to be up at 5 to work out I meant that. Given that it’s 6, I do not have time to go for another run, so I figure we will do some calisthenics instead. Use Body weight and resistance.”
You nod, your hair is pulled back in a ponytail and you are dressed for the hot weather in a black sports bra and tight black and pink running shorts, you have pulled on purple ankle socks and your running shoes. You look down to avoid my stare and mumble a “Yes, Sir.”
I take your wrist and pull you to me, spin you around and then drop to your ankles and secured a resistance band around them, I move up and wrap a bungee cord around your chest right under your sports bra looping it around 3 times before pulling your hands behind your back and wrapping one end of the cord around and between them securing your hands back to back palms out. The other end of the cord is looped around your neck and secured ensuring your back is arched perfectly for what comes next.
Grabbing your hair at the base of the ponytail I pull you over to a waiting armless chair and then over my knee. “Let’s warm you up first, don’t want any unintended soreness afterwards or injuries during.” My hand falls swiftly on the green material. You protest loudly as my palm connects with your rear. I pause but only long enough to pull the shorts and sports thong underneath down your rear baring the quickly pinkening globes that are over my knee. I resume my palms assault on your ass my tempo constant and the firmness of my swats increasing as I go. My left hand wraps around your bound hands granting me a firm control of your movement and my right hand connects with your cheeks and upper thighs turning them an angry red color.
You kick and you squirm but mainly you allow yourself to reflect on your deserving this for not setting your alarm as I had suggested and likely not waking when I tried to nuzzle you awake earlier. Your face begins to flush and then sweat as the pain and heat builds in your rear. And then I stop and help you to your feet and then to your knees.
As you kneel in front of my I begin to untie your wrists and then your neck and remove the cord entirely from around you. I take the cord to put it away and tell you to remove the restraint from your ankle that it’s time to workout. As you do so you watch me your eyes burn with tears from the exertion and pain of the spanking and you begin to stand and pull your thong and shorts up.
“Uh uh, no miss, those and that bra are to come off. Natural workout today.”
Your eyes go wide but knowing you have no real choice you comply and slide off your tight shorts, panties and then pull your sports bra over your head leaving them in a pile on the floor.
“Are you just going to leave those like that? Crumpled on the floor? Pick them up, fold them nicely, and put them over there.”
You nod and comply quickly before returning to stand in front of me. Every urge screams to cover yourself and your nakedness, but you know that isn’t permitted so instead you play with a fingertip as you watch me, your nerves growing more and more with each tic of the clock in the room.
“I decided to include some workout partners this morning.” I say my facial expression not changing from the stern appearance it has had since the start of the morning.
Your eyes go wide and you look around wondering who could be here. Then you relax ever slightly to see the violet wand and crop in my hands.
“30 jumping jacks”
You begin to comply your eyes wide wondering when or why I would administer my workout partners. Your breasts bounce as you complete the required jumping jacks. So far no crop or wand.
You lower yourself to your elbows and keep your eyes locked on the floor. Your back is straight and your red globes glow as you maintain perfect rigidity. Then your back arches slightly and CRACK, the crop falls on your rear. “1:00 done” CRACK “Back straight” CRACK. You complete the required time.
You space your feet appropriately and begin squatting, the lack of coverage means your shaven sex is visible with each one. You begin to get self-conscious and cheat the depth. BZZZZ the wand bites the sweaty skin of your rear and you jump.
“Don’t cheat me, or yourself” Another bite of the wand.
You complete the set and hear “10 pushups”
You drop and begin to push, trying to get through them quickly to avoid having your ass exposed to my crop or wand.
“Slow down, I want good form, that’s downward dog” My crop lands three times.
You complete the ten with multiple crop swats landing.
“25 leg crossed crunches”
You lay on your back and cross your legs leaving your ass and privates exposed to me as I stoop beside you and begin to administer swats with my crop as you count out the crunches. Your counting gets strained with each swat.
“Mountain climbers, 30 seconds”
You once again push the floor and begin to bring your legs back and forth, but once again you allow yourself to be distracted and feel the bite of the wand then the crop. You moan as the sweat pours down your face and body, beads even fall down and cling to your nipples before dropping off as you move. You’re aware of all the sensations but must try to maintain your composure.
“Burpees, 20 of them” I command
“Please Sir, let me fix my hair first.”
You begin to pull your ponytail tight after replacing the elastic in it and feel the crop bite which causes you to instinctively jump and then start your burpees. Each drop gets a crop swat leaving you screaming out the numbers as you reach the conclusion.
You finish and are breathing hard, your eyes are puffy and you look at me. “Please Sir, I am sorry, so sorry.”
I put down the wand and crop before approaching you and wrapping my arms around you. “You’re forgiven, there is just one more thing and then we can go shower.”
You look up at me, your eyes widen again and lip quivers as you think of what I might have in store. You feel my hand once again wrap around your ponytail and bring you to your knees.
“It’s always wise to conclude a workout with a protein of some kind, just as it is advisable to thank your Sir for an earned punishment. You can kill two birds at once.”
You smile slightly as you take down my short and free my erect manhood running your fingertips softly along the length. You look up at me your eyes sparkle and then you lower your mouth onto my length and your tongue rolls around my cock as you suck and bob your head up and down.
My hand remains in your hair and eventually you feel my pull as I thrust deep into your mouth and soon you’re moving your head in time with my pulls and thrusts. You feel me tighten and then taste me in your mouth as I release. You moan excitedly and surprised as you try to make sure not a drop escapes your mouth.
Swallowing you continue to lick and suck as you clean me off before withdrawing and signaling your being finished with a kiss on the tip of my manhood before replacing my shorts. My hand is extended to you and I pull you to your feet and hand to you your clothes and lead you upstairs to the shower offering a swat as incentive to move quickly.
As we enter the shower you realize I am joining you, and as my hands close on your shoulders and I guide you against the wall, you realize I’m ready for round two and things will just be heating up before they cool down.