Dream Police Ch. 07 - Machine Learning

The next morning, Skye was up early and plotting against the doorbell again, but really had no intention of hurting it. She tried a few things to dampen the sound, but none of it was really working. She was at the door still when she saw Brielle approaching.

"You're out and about early today." Skye said as Brielle walked into the gym. It wasn't really a walk as much as it was a sultry stroll as her curves moved in a way that was mesmerizing.

"Couldn't sleep and I needed the help of an expert." Brielle answered coming to ab abrupt stop while she let everything else settle into place. Skye couldn't help but stare. Brielle was about the same height as her, but that's where the similarities ended. Everything else looked like it came from a different factory, Skye was built by a utilitarian industrial complex and Brielle was an Italian luxury brand.

"Well, you came to the right place, but I have no recommendations for you, as your body really is perfect the way it is." Skye replied, as Brielle smiled at her response.

"Why, thank you." Brielle gushed while Skye thought of some other things she'd like to see Brielle do. "It's not that, silly, I needed a slut."

Skye's expression soured a bit, but accepted the label and swallowed hard before responding. "Well, okay, not wrong, but maybe you could lace the poison with a little charm to make it more appealing."

"Sorry, I tend to be blunt sometimes, bad habit. But seriously, I have been trying to figure out how I can seduce Lavia away from that annoying Vikki, but she just doesn't see us as anything but friends." Brielle sounded sincere, but Skye felt something was off with her expression.

As she finished, the bell on the front door rang again, and Skye almost thought it seemed even louder than before. How did she manage that, she thought?

Brielle and Skye turned to look to see who else was arriving so early. It was Wix, or Vikki, or whoever she was to any of them at this point. She was smiling and bubbling over as she entered, but managed a quick sneer in Brielle's direction.

"Did expect to see you in a gym." Wix said with a smirk.

"Hmph." Brielle responded and turned to walk away from her, not really sure where she wanted to go. She still had things she wanted to ask Skye, but she wasn't sure now would be the time for any of it.

As the two were working out their initial greetings the door swung open again and two delivery men wheeled in a couple large boxes and set them down in the lobby area. They went out and came back carrying in what looked like a long, padded table. Skye looked at it, then looked at Wix and was hoping someone would tell her what was going on.

"I thought adding some spa treatments to the gym would help expand the clientele, and I'm just the person to help you with that. If the job offer was real and still on the table that is." Wix explained.

Skye was confused, but at least that cleared up one of the issues she had, Wix was apparently one of the people she had offered a job. She still thought it would make sense, and the spa idea was immediately resonating with her. They still had a small area that had nothing set up in it yet, so all they would really need was a partition of some sort for privacy, and then they could look at reconfiguring things later.

Skye asked the delivery guys if they could move the table to the back corner of the gym to save them the trouble later, and they obliged. Once that was done it was back to dealing with Brielle and Wix, obvious competitors in the Lavia love war.

"Why don't you help us get this set up so you can show us what you were thinking. Not sure what Dirk is going to think about this or how we're going to pay for it just yet, but we'll worry about that later." Skye said after she walked back to see what the two were up to. They seemed to be tolerating each other well enough.

"Not to worry, I already asked him about it and he was all in. I didn't think you'd approve right away, sorry to undercut you a little." Wix said as she picked up a box and started heading back to the massage area. "Could one of you get that other box?"

Brielle looked at Skye and shook her head. "I'm not carrying anything for that bitch." But she still walked back to the massage area to see what was going to happen. Skye grabbed the other box. She assumed Wix took the lighter one, or she was a lot stronger than she looked, as Skye was surprised by the weight of the one she lifted.

By the time Skye hauled the heavy load back to the massage area, Wix had already unwrapped and set up the table, and taken out some covers from the box she carried. She spread it out and smoothed it all around. The crisp white table cover hung awkwardly from the corners as the creases hadn't been worked out of them yet, but it did the job.

Skye walked around, running her fingers along the table, imagining the fun she and Kayla could have on it together. "Two head holes? That's strange." Skye said as she noticed the second indentation in the table cover where a second hole was cut. The cover wasn't designed to use that hole for anything, and she was confused.

"No, that's for something else, although I guess you could still call it head hole." Wix winked. "Maybe for some after-hours services if the need arises."

Skye coughed as she looked at Brielle who seemed to have no idea what they were talking about.

"Why don't we have Brielle try it out first, that way we can get an honest opinion and you can watch me work to see what you think." Wix proposed as she brought out a few other things from her box and opened the second one. Skye's box was mostly odd candles, then some regular ones, or so she thought, and various massage oils and a warmer.

"No wonder it was so heavy." Skye muttered.

"I'll go change into a robe or something in the locker room. Or maybe a big towel?" Brielle suggested, looking shy.

"It's just us girls, you can strip down here and hop on the table." Wix answered. Brielle blushed a little. "What's wrong?"

"Umm, well, it's just that I'm still a virgin and I'm a little shy about it." Brielle confessed.

"Nothing to be shy about that for." Wix answered. "And we can take care of that for you during your massage." Wix wasn't helping with Brielle's blushing and she seemed to shift a little and start fidgeting as well.

"Wix, take it easy on the poor thing." Skye intervened. "But seriously Bri, you can relax with us, it's okay. You have a beautiful figure. Oh, do you mind if I call you Bri. Brielle is a bit of a mouthful, like those gorgeous tits of yours."

Brielle relaxed a little at Skye's kind words and started to slowly undress, but by the time she got about midway through her nerves seemed to vanish and it was like she had done it a hundred times before. She tossed her clothes in a messy pile and then climbed atop the massage table. She was short enough that there was room for half of another person on there, and Skye knew exactly who she wanted that to be.

Wix brought out one of the large candles and lit it. Brielle looked concerned, but Wix reassured her it was just a massage candle that melted into a warm oil, but if she was into other things Wix would be happy to oblige. Skye chuckled at the exchange, but watched in wonder as the oil pooled in the top of the candle.

Wix reached into the pile of oils to start with another one. It was a scented almond oil and she dripped it all over Brielle's back and started to knead into her full soft curves. Her smooth skin bunching and gathering in gentle ripples as Wix's hands worked their magic. Judging by the sighs and gasps along with the occasional catch in her breath, Brielle was enjoying the treatment. Wix's hands worked down to Brielle's full backside and dug her knuckles in to the plentiful flesh there as Brielle relaxed and let her legs spread a little. Wix took the hint and let her hands wander, just brushing against the fine hair along the sides of her thighs as she moved. The gasps grew louder with each pass she made, and Skye was getting warmed up too. She stripped out of her workout gear to get comfortable and climbed onto the table and slid between Brielle's thighs, the scent of the oil filling her senses as she neared her wet slit. Skye pushed apart her legs a little more and let her tongue just dance along the split of her ass cheeks working closer until she just brushed against her tight little rose. Brielle let out some sounds Skye hadn't heard before and assumed that was a good sign. The wriggling of her body to get closer to Skye's face was another one.

Skye lifted her hips a little as Wix got the hint and moved to work on Brielle's shoulders. Brielle arched her back to get herself in better position as Skye's tongue darted farther down and buried itself between her lips. Brielle squealed as her legs clenched together clutching Skye's head like two soft pillows. Skye knew she was in the right place and at the right time as Brielle's legs started to tremble and she increased her clenching and writhed on the table until she let go and rode a quick wave of pleasure, her legs collapsing back down on the table as she finished.

Her heavy breathing caused her body to rise and fall in dramatic fashion until it subsided to shorter and shallower huffs while she recovered. Wix suggested she roll over now that the first wave was done.

"First wave?" Brielle asked.

"There's still a lot of tension in your body that we need to work out." Wix said in a professional dead pan that made Skye laugh enough that she felt embarrassed.

Brielle gave her a look and just fluffed her tits. "You want these or not?" She winked.

Skye nodded as she hadn't been in a soft valley of pillows like that in a long time and had been thinking about Brielle more than she should, especially now that she promised Kayla she would only be a part time slut.

"But, first..." Skye's thoughts took over as she stopped talking before she finished her own sentence. She reached up and thumbed the horny little nub that was still engorged from Brielle's first orgasm and sent a shiver through her body. The cute little tuft of hair was a messy tangle of matted hairs, but she kept it so neatly trimmed around the edges that it was much cuter than it was messy. Skye ran her fingers through the tangle and teased out the ends as she lowered her face to kiss Brielle's sex again before working up to her breasts. She burrowed in between and kissed the soft mounds as she pressed them to her head, gently tonguing the soft tissue alternating it with kisses until she squished them tightly against her face and just inhaled. She was in heaven.

"Do these nipples look like they need something though, Wix? They do don't they. And Brielle's face looks cold." Skye was being silly, but Wix caught on to the idea quick enough.

She set the massage candle down and picked up another smaller one, then climbed atop the table, very ungracefully plopping down as she straddled Brielle's face. She knew what to do well enough and soon Wix felt a very skilled tongue delving in between her lips, teasing every inch of her. She steadied herself a bit as she was being totally dominated by the lashing she was getting from below.

Reaching out for the small candle, she lit it against the flame of the massage oil one and lifted it up. Skye held Brielle's breasts out as Wix let the wax melt slightly then tipped it to let a couple drips fall directly onto the full nipples. They contracted quickly as they puckered up from the heat. Wix shook as she felt a sharp intake of air drawn across her lips from Brielle's gasp. More wax was dripping along around the outside and onto the other nipple as well. Each drip causing Brielle to shake ad pause her tongue lashing, but she recovered and got right back to it as soon as the moment passed.

The wax hardened and Skye went to peel it off, then teased the sore nipples and sucked them hard again. Brielle couldn't focus anymore and her tonguing became haphazard, but the uneven rhythm was all Wix needed as she started grinding against her, while Skye had gone back to pleasuring Brielle's now wet pussy. Brielle and Wix seemed to make it home at about the same time as their bodies quaked in unison.

The doorbell rang just as they finished and Dirk walked in to head to his workout, not even noticing the three naked women atop a new massage table way in the back of the gym. They all separated and giggled a bit watching him focus on his workouts as they pranced around naked heading to the showers to get cleaned up.

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After her shower with the girls, a better-than-expected occurrence given where she thought Bri and Wix were in relation to each other's girlfriends, she headed for her afternoon workout. Brielle seemed to have the wrong opinion of who wanted whom, and when she understood that Wix wanted Anali and not Lavia, Brielle seemed to soften her opinion a bit.

She tried to keep her hair dry in her latest shower, but realized a bunch of it was still soaked so she tried to wring it out before she got on the machines. She hated having to give the machines an additional wipe down because she was dripping everywhere but since she was showering multiple times in a day she just had to accept that it was going to happen. Given the occupational hazards she was encountering it seemed unavoidable, and so far, she wasn't about to change any of it.

She warmed up a bit then decided to try one of the thigh and hip flexor machines to stretch out and build a little muscle she had been neglecting. She wasn't entirely sure about the machine as it was one that was left from the prior gym, but it passed inspection and she didn't think it would get too much use so she kept it around. If they needed to, they would junk it and move a newer machine that offered a better array of movements, but that cost more money and she was trying to be good at least.

She sat in it and felt where everything rested. The weight she would increase once she got comfortable, but the other adjustments were immediately necessary. She looked at the seat back and pulled out the adjusting pin and slid one part up and another part down then locked it back in again. That part was done, but the angle was off on the seat incline and she couldn't quite figure out where that part was. She kneeled on the seat to look behind where the seat back connected and found another set of pins. These weren't in a good place if she was supposed to use them for the seat adjustments, but she fiddled with them until she managed to release one of the pins. She shifted her weight and felt the seat start to slide just as she lost her balance a bit and her knees slid off the smooth vinyl pad. Her legs split around the padded leg bars and her body slammed into the seat back cushion as she fell. The noise she heard next couldn't be good as the scraping and crunching of metal accompanied a jarring thump and awkward stop. When it all seemed safe again, she realized her arms her stuck behind the padded seat and her legs were hooked too far apart with no leverage to push or pull. She was stuck. She wriggled a bit and squirmed another way, but she wasn't moving without help.

Just then she was reminded how much she hated the doorbell again as it rang a couple times like multiple people had opened and closed the door a bit while entering. Someone who can help me out of this mess, she though. Everyone else had stepped out to run some more errands for the spa services and it was just her at the time.

Unluckily, it was Dirk's two friends that she had pissed off while one of them was masturbating to her workout. "Shit!" She said aloud.

"Well, lookee here," one of them said as he caught sight of Skye trapped where she was.

"Fuck off, assholes!" Skye stayed true even if it wasn't going to help her case at all.

"Little lady need some help?" The other asked, sliding his gym shorts down while he moved closer. He was already half hard seeing her in her workout wear, never mind doing anything else.

"Maybe some lube will help you slide out of there." The first one said. "I'm Kip, by the way, might as well have a name to call out in the throes of passion."

"Fuck yourself, Kip!" Skye yelled. "You're right, feels better already."

The second one, still nameless walked up behind her and spanked her ass hard, then tugged her shorts away from her crotch slightly exposing her slit. He fingered her roughly and then spat to lube her up a little bit. She felt the slight sting of his dry penetration as he rubbed himself against her then shoved in.

"Jesus fucking Christ! How about a little more moisture or foreplay or something, you asshole!" Skye was upset and sore.

"Fine." He stood up and climbed onto the back frame of the machine and shoved his dick in her mouth. She wanted to just bite down hard, but wasn't sure what either of the nutjobs were capable of so she took it without complaint. When he pulled out, she spat on the floor.

"Shower much? God that tasted awful." Skye still sputtered and couldn't reach her face to wipe anything off.

"Fuck you, bitch!" He replied, but still feeling he needed some moisture as well went down to lick at her smooth slit. It tasted much better than he expected so he kept at it until she was soaked. Skye was actually enjoying that part a bit, but was trying to not give him the satisfaction of showing it.

He replaced his tongue with his dick and just thrust it inside. Finally, he felt the smooth warmth of her pussy hugging his cock. He had dreamed of this day for a while, having been a part time fan at one point, but never imagined it would come true. He hadn't had anything this good in a long time and was getting close way faster than he expected. She could sense it so she squeezed to help him along hoping the quicker it was over, the quicker they would leave her along.

He shot off and filled her with his load, then slipped out as he started to soften. Kip was rock hard, and a bit larger than his friend. Skye was happy to have them in this order so that the full load inside her would keep her slick enough for the other moron to get off.

She felt him thrust in without any warning, but he slid nicely between her swollen lips and slick mess inside. He almost felt good and she let herself enjoy it more as he made long slow thrusts working himself up more. Before long she felt him tighten inside and she tried to squeeze one out as his thrust became irregular. She managed to just crest a bit for a tiny little orgasm as he shot off too, pulling out with as much warning as when he entered.

With both now spent for a while they went back to some halfhearted workouts, some of their energy burned off elsewhere. They looked like they were about to come back for a second round when the door opened and closed a few times as Dirk and Wix returned from their errands.

Skye yelled out and Dirk turned to see her stuck. He rushed over to assist her, finding the mess that his two soon to be ex friends had left behind.

"You could at least wipe down the machines when you're done with them, assholes!" Dirk chastised them in a joking way, then smacked the two of them on the side of the head. "I don't want to see your faces around here again; do you hear me? Never!" The two grabbed their gear and stormed out not wanting to be around when Dirk released Skye from her trap.

Skye still had enough of her sense of humor to be chuckling at his joke about the machines. She never thought about herself as a sex machine before, but she thought it probably fit.

Dirk turned around and held Skye as he untangled her from the machine, lifting her out easily with one arm. She hung around his neck in what bystanders might describe as a hug.

"Thanks, but you have some real douchebags for friends, asshole." Skye was still Skye.

"Heh, yeah. I wasn't the dumbass who got herself stuck in a machine with her booty hanging out, though." Dirk responded. "What would you expect after everything you've done to piss people off?"