Late Night Gym Session

Hannah pulled into the gym parking lot, reading the clock in her car. It was 11:00 p.m., and her gym was open until midnight. This was far from her usual workout time, as she tried to work out after classes in the evening. She was attending the local university, hoping to one day become a physical therapist. Today, she was distracted from her routine due to going on a date with her boyfriend Steven to celebrate her 19^th birthday from last week. Hannah was head over heels for her boyfriend, having met him during orientation day at the university. She hoped that he would be the one for her, and she would be for him. Feeling happiness flood her body from remembering the date that had wrapped up only half an hour ago, Hannah grabbed her workout bag, and stepped out of the car with a smile and made her way inside.

Hannah saw in the parking lot that there were only two cars outside, and saw only two people inside. She made her way to the receptionist, a skinny nerd-looking guy, named Kevin. She first started seeing him here a month ago, but he was always there for the evening shift, usually heading out by the same time her workout was over. She tried to be friendly to everyone she met, but Kevin always struggled to talk to her. He would flush with red, stammer his words, and keep the talking short. She pulled out her card to scan in, and called for his attention.

"Whatcha doing here this late Kevin," she asked with a smile.

"I just, uh, am sav- saving up."

She watched his face flush with red as he struggled to string a sentence together.

"Oh cool! Well I hope you get the hours you need. See you in a bit."

Hannah walked away towards the gym floor, checking herself out in the mirror as she walked by. She was in a tight white sports bra, with a pair of matching white running shorts. Her stomach was toned as she had been working on her abs lately, and her ass was big enough to show off her dedication to exercise. She ran track in high school and had actually managed to land a scholarship at her college to run for their team. She realized she forgot to throw her brown hair into a ponytail, and quickly did so. She checked out her chest, feeling somewhat insecure about her tits' size. While they were a nice B-cup, Hannah couldn't help but feel like they might not be big enough for Steven to like. Whatever, she thought, Steven was not a superficial guy. He routinely told her how beautiful of a person she was, both physically and personality-wise.

She was not the only one who was looking at her however, as she spotted the other patron by the bench press eyeing her in the mirror. She shifted her gaze, as she was not a fan of conflict, hoping the man would stop looking at her eventually. She made her way to the knee raise machine, which was still in view of the mirror. Hannah had put her ear buds in, turning on her usual workout playlist. As she performed her reps, she would spot the strange man occasionally throwing a glance her way. She was no stranger to people looking her way, as she knew she was a very pretty girl. She was not used to constant ogling however, and as she wrapped up the last set, she was uncomfortable as the man made his way over to her. Despite not wanting to talk to him, she felt it would be too rude to do so, and pulled out an ear bud.

"Hey there, I'm Adam." He stuck his hand out as he introduced himself.

Hannah saw his size while looking at him in the mirror, but he was much larger once he was close. She was only a measly 5' 8", and she was looking up at Adam, guessing he was easily over 6'. Hannah was also a little over 110 lbs., and figured he must have been around 200 lbs., and his body was mostly muscle.

"Hi, I'm Hannah," she said as she stuck her hand out to shake his, a fake smile on her face. She noticed how tight his grip was before they dropped it.

"I saw you as you came in, and I'll be honest, I think you're fucking hot."

Hannah was taken aback by how blunt the man was.

"Oh. Um, thanks, but I have a boyfriend already."

"I don't see him here, unless you mean that dork at the desk." He had a smile on his face that was off putting to Hannah.

"No it's not him, but my boyfriend is very nice and caring."

"Does he look like this though?" Adam lifted his arms and curled his arms at the elbow to flex his biceps.

Hannah did not answer the man, determining that he was not worth a conversation anymore. She faked a smile as she looked at him, and placed the ear bud back in her ear. Before she could turn the music back on, she heard him utter "bitch" under his breath as he walked away. Hoping that was it, she continued on to the cardio area, and pulled her new pair of jump ropes out of her bag. She still had the old pair in there, forgetting that she was supposed to throw them out. She began her jump rope session, and she was focusing on her reflection. She could feel her tits bouncing against her chest as she jumped, feeling the sweat begin to coat her skin. Hannah continued jumping rope for a few minutes before coming to a stop. Again, she spotted the rude man named Adam looking at her in the mirror. Bothered, she thought about how she wasn't even halfway through her workout. She decided that she would do one more exercise, and never return to the gym at that time. Adam was still staring at her as she put away the jump ropes and grabbed her bag, heading towards the treadmill.

Hannah stepped onto the treadmill, noticing Kevin had left the front desk and began cleaning some of the equipment around the gym. He had put earbuds in, most likely oblivious to her or the other man. She set the treadmill to a high speed, making her jog at a quick pace. This would be her final workout for the night before she headed to the locker room to shower and change. She ran for a few minutes before Adam came back over to her. This time, he took a spot at the shoulder press machine that was in front of the treadmill Hannah was on, and began placing weights on it. He took a seat, starting his set while staring at Hannah's chest. The sweat forming on her body was glistening off of her tits, and was enjoying the bouncing of her breasts as she ran. While Hannah tried her best to ignore him, looking elsewhere in the gym or staring ahead at the wall, she couldn't take it the ogling anymore. She slowed the machine down until it came to a stop, quickly stepping off and grabbing her bag as she briskly walked to the locker room. She could only imagine that he was staring at her ass as she entered the room, finally feeling a sense of relief.

Hannah set her bag down on the bench outside the shower section of the locker room, and she began to strip naked. She hooked her fingers into the sides of her shorts, pulling both them and her black panties down her legs at the same time. Once she shimmied them off and set them in her bag, she lifted her sports bra up and over her head, letting her tits finally hang free. After placing them in the bag, she eyed herself in the mirror in the bathroom. Her pink nipples provided a great contrast to her white skin, and she looked towards her abs, seeing some of her work pay off as there was a slight tone to them. She turned sideways, seeing how her ass was a nice bump in her slim figure. Hannah went into the showers, setting the water to a nice hot temperature. She rubbed the water over her body, making sure she got in her arm pits and the inside of her thighs to get the sweat off. She lightly scrubbed her breasts with her hands, lifting them to get the underside of them. While normally, she would have brought in her body wash and shampoo, Adam made her want to leave sooner. She rubbed water over her ass, reaching underneath to get the sweat out of those crevices. Once she was satisfied, she turned the water off, grabbing her towel to dry herself off.

Hannah wrapped the towel around her torso, covering her breasts and barely extending down enough to cover her ass. She walked back to the benches, confused at what she saw. Her sports bra and shorts were spread out on the bench, but her bag was missing. She walked to the bench, noticing that her panties were not there with the rest of her clothes. While the thought of Adam sneaking in to steal her clothes crossed her mind, she was interrupted by a hand wrapping around her body while what felt like fabric was stuffed into her mouth, a hand clamped over to secure it.

"Miss me?"

Hannah tried to squirm free, not being successful as Adam's strength in just his arms was more than her body could muster. Adam had placed his arms over hers, clinging tightly to her body. She was breathing hard, yet her sounds were muffled due to whatever was placed in her mouth.

"Come on Hannah. Let's see what you've got."

Adam moved his hand off her mouth to undo her towel from the front, letting it drop to the ground once he loosened it. He moved that same hand over her breast, squeezing it repeatedly. Hannah could feel his cock through his shorts pressing against her, knowing he was erect.

"Do you want to talk to me now?"

Hannah gave no indication of an answer, still trying to squirm free from her attacker. Adam forcefully turned her with one arm, and giving a forceful slap on her ass. It stung and Hannah whimpered at the action, and felt his hand stay and give a squeeze to her ass cheek that he hit.

"Nod your head. Do you want to talk to me now?"

The calmness in his voice deeply disturbed Hannah, but she knew she had to try and keep him happy, as there was no idea what he would do if she didn't. She gave a nod to let him know she "wants to talk."

"Good girl. Now, let's make a deal. If you apologize to me, I'll let you leave. Got it?"

Hannah gave another nod, and Adam turned her so that she would face him. He reached into her mouth, pulling out what he put in there. He hung it from his fingers, and it unfolded to reveal that he had placed her own panties in her mouth to gag her. Her stomach turned when she saw it, and looked into his eyes, a tear starting to form.

"I'm sorry," she whispered out of fear.

"Oh no. That's not how you're going to apologize."

Hannah's eyes went wide as his hands came on top of her shoulders, forcing her downward to her knees. She was afraid of him smacking her again if she tried to escape, but she desperately wanted to convince him to stop.

"Please..." Hannah's voice trailed off as she couldn't believe what was about to happen.

"Well if you insist," Adam said with a sarcastic tone.

He pulled the top of his shorts down, letting his erect cock spring free. Hannah was thrown off by its size and girth. She had not seen a penis before, but did not know they could get so big. Adam's hand came and grabbed his shaft, giving it a couple of strokes.

"Like it? I bet your bitch-ass boyfriend isn't even close to this."

Before Hannah could respond, she felt his other hand land on the back of her head, pulling it towards his member. She instinctually put her hands on his legs to stop herself, and in return felt a painful slap across her face. She let out a yelp as that same hand then grabbed her face, lifting her head to make eye contact with him.

"Last chance. Do you want to apologize to me?"

"Yes."

"Great. Be quiet, open your mouth, and suck my cock."

Hannah reluctantly opened her mouth, and felt Adam push her head towards his. She wrapped her lips around his mushroom tip, and began to slightly move her head back and forth. While never having performed a blowjob herself, Hannah had to think back to conversations she overheard in the university locker room from the other girls. She didn't want to put effort into it but was fearful if she didn't try to please him. She was slow with her movement, only going back and forth. Adam's hand was still resting in her hair as she pleasured him.

"Have you done this before?"

Hannah began to pull her head off before Adam pushed it back to where she was.

"No talking."

Hannah shook her head no.

"Here, I'll help you out."

Adam pulled her head hard and thrusted his hips at the same time. He hilted out in her mouth and forced her to stay. Hannah struggled to breathe for a few seconds before Adam reversed his actions. A strand of spit connected his cock to her lips, leaving her coughing.

"Good job Hannah. You just took all 8 inches."

Hannah stopped coughing to look him back in the eyes, opening her mouth but stopping before she said anything.

"Want it again already?"

Adam pulled her back onto his cock, bringing her halfway down his shaft. He started to move her head back and forth as she got into the rhythm. He eased his force, as she silently understood what she needed to do. She was eventually moving back and forth on her own, Adam placing her hand on his shaft and instructing her to stroke it as she sucked him off. She continued to suck him off for another minute before he buried his cock in her mouth one more time. After a few seconds, he pulled her off and spoke.

"Stand up."

Hannah wiped the spit from her mouth, hoping this was over as she got back on her feet. She then reached to wipe another tear from her face. Adam pushed her back enough to be able to look down her body. His eyes stopped as he stared at her bush.

"You should shave that. Guys like pussies clean shaven these days."

Hannah remained silent, waiting for his dismissal.

"Or don't. I don't really care. Turn around."

Hannah slowly turned around until her back was to Adam. Adam took off his shorts and shirts, and got closer to Hannah. His cock was pressed up against her ass cheeks as he was squeezing both her tits. She looked away from him as she was being groped, when she felt another sting on her ass. Adam could not get enough of it, made apparent when he moved one hand to knead the cheek he just slapped. Hannah was breathing heavy as she tried her best to remain quiet, hoping that Kevin would eventually make his way into the locker room. While she doubted he would physically stop her assault, it was possible that Adam would leave afterwards due to a witness. Adam backed off of Hannah.

"Bend over."

Hannah began to bend over, fearing yet unsure of what was next. Adam crouched down and placed his hands on both globes of her ass. He spread her cheeks, watching her lips spread apart from each other. He placed his face in front of her pussy, and stuck his tongue out to touch her folds. Hannah quivered at the sensation, as it was entirely new to her. This was the most sexual she had ever been, and it was far from her decision.

"You taste great Hannah."

Hannah didn't respond, but let out a gasp as a new sensation occurred. Adam stuck his finger inside her pussy.

"Holy shit, you're tight."

Adam could feel the walls of her vagina on his finger as he slid back and forth. He resumed licking her pussy at the same time, exciting Hannah against her wishes. She couldn't help but slightly quiver as Adam worked her sex, her breath picking up.

"See how wet you're getting? You know you like it."

Hannah was angry at herself. How could she possibly be enjoying this? This was not the love of her life doing this to her, just some sick fuck taking advantage of her. Yet, she was feeling things she had never felt before, and while she wish she could tell him she didn't, her body would prove otherwise. Hannah felt Adam stop, ecstasy that had built up in her body began to disappear. She was conflicted with a wide range of emotion, not sure what was going on with her anymore. Adam grabbed her arm, Hannah noting the iron grip she felt earlier when they first met. What she wouldn't do to go back and do that moment over. They moved over to the sinks in front of the mirror, Hannah noticing that her lipstick had been smeared from earlier.

"Are you a virgin Hannah?"

In a moment of panic, Hannah tried to call out for help. Adam, however, was ready for it and clamped his hand over her mouth, muffling her voice. He brought her head close to his mouth, letting her know if she tried that again, he was going to be a lot meaner. He turned her around and slapped her face again, clarifying that she understood. He told her to stay right there, and he went back to the showers for a second. While she could have ran there, the embarrassment from running to Kevin in such a violated state ran through her head, ruining her one chance at escape. Adam came back up behind her and told her to open her mouth. Once she did, he stuffed her panties back in her mouth.

"You betrayed my trust, Hannah. What kind of friend does that? A bad friend?"

Hannah saw him making eye contact with her through the mirror, and knew he was waiting for an answer. She merely nodded her head yes.

"Well don't worry about it. You're going to make it up to me. Bend forward and grab the sink."

Hannah knew what was coming now, internally yelling at herself for not taking the chance to run. She had proved his point that she was enjoying it all. She felt one of his hands grab her hip, and now tears were starting to leak out of her eyes again. Something bigger than his finger began to prod her pussy, spreading her folds apart. Then she felt his cock begin to enter inside her.

Hannah gasped when she felt her pussy get penetrated. She was losing her virginity to someone who she did not love, as she wanted to save her first time for someone special. Now here she was, being a stranger's slut while her body betrayed her feelings, feeding into the psychopath's demented mind. She then let out a muffled yelp, as Adam had decided to hilt out into her pussy rapidly, rather than let her adjust to his size. Adam let his cock stay there for a few seconds, taking in the feeling of her walls clinging to his cock. He then pulled his cock almost all the way out, before he slammed it back inside of her. He repeated this process a few times, before he spoke.

"If it makes you feel better, you're the tightest I've had."

Hannah could only feel her twisted pleasure as she was fucked against her wishes. Adam had assumed a steady rhythm as he watched her ass jiggle from his groin slamming into her ass. He reached a hand around to her chest, grabbing her right tit. Hannah was watching herself get fucked in the mirror, wondering what she had done to deserve this. Yet, she felt that ecstasy from before beginning to build up again inside of her. She could not deny that this hell was pleasurable. Eventually, the build-up crashed over her body, and she began quivering. Her first full orgasm, and she was not the only one to notice.

"See how you came all over my cock? I told you that you liked this."

Adam hilted out in her once again holding the position, waiting until she had settled down. He pulled out of her, picking her up and moving back to the benches. He set her down, taking her towel off the ground to fold it up. Placing the towel on the bench, he grabbed her and forced her to lay down on the bench in the missionary position, her head on the towel. He lifted her legs upwards, lining his cock back up with her entrance. He then slid back into her, this time rapidly slamming into her. Hannah had given up the fight at this point, as she knew her strength could not compare to his, and her body was telling her to just enjoy the sensation. She was whimpering as she was fucked, the panties muffling most of the sound. Adam was entranced by her breasts bouncing up towards her face as he slammed into her, giving them a squeeze here and there.

"Don't move."

Adam pumped himself a few more times before he pulled out of her dripping pussy. He positioned himself next to her, pulling the panties out of her mouth before slamming his cock into her throat. After a few pumps, Adam finally came to his climax. Hanna felt the salty fluid shoot into her mouth, forcing herself to swallow it as it came in. Adam pulled out, shooting a couple more ropes onto her face.