“Tommy, no, not all of you; there’s too many. “What are we going to do in here?” I asked nervously. “OK, Becca, on your hands and knees, it’s time to pay for your training,” Tommy laughed. The eight men took turns on me, and some, including Tommy, fucked me twice. That was Tommy. Your boobs and snatch were hanging out anyway,” he replied. “No problem, let me get a training card, and we’ll set you up,” he told me. “UMM.” I moaned as I came a second time. I was frozen in time for a moment. “I think you’ll do just fine,” Tommy offered as he knelt before me. “Sure, if you want,” he said. “Well, I’ve never really worked out before, so I’m not sure what to do next,” I admitted. He was tall, very muscular, and had a beautiful warm smile. “Well, miss, it’s a cop and fireman place now. “Wait here, and I’ll take you to the showers,” he told me. They loaded the bar with weights, and I lay on the bench with my legs spread on both sides. I was mortified but determined to finish the workout. I shook my head as tears filled my eyes.
