It was attached to the front of Susan's collar, and finally a length of chain was attached to the back of her collar and connected to the front of Chris' collar.It was attached to the front of Susan's collar, and finally a length of chain was attached to the back of her collar and connected to the front of Chris' collar. All three of us were ready to be transported to our workout. We didn't need to be taken far. In fact the workout room was in the basement. Before we started, Mistress Catherine unhooked me and put me on a scale. She was unhappy with what she saw. As I was 5'8", 159 pounds was entirely unsatisfactory to her. She took a clipboard off the wall and made a few notes. "Erika, when you are finished with training this week, I expect you to be at 149 pounds. That means that you must loose 2 pounds per day. Then you will be suitable to be exhibited and sold at auction to one of my friends." It quickly sunk in, I was being prepared to be sold off as a sex slave. My wildest fantasy was about to become a reality and I became really scared. What was to become of me? All of the fantasies I've held since childhood, to be dressed all the time as a woman, to serve men as a woman should, snapped into my mind. Was it all really happening? Yes it was as I received a smack across my butt, signaling me that it was time to start the workout. And what a workout it was. Aerobics, dance, situps, you name it, we did it, all under Mistress Catherine's expert instruction. Since it was very hot in the basement, I was sweating profusely. For the first time in my life, I was sweating like a female athlete and there were sweat stains on my leotard, further outlining my bra. I thought of all the female tennis players and what they look like on TV when they sweat while playing a match on a hot day. Now I was just like them. About one our into the workout, we stopped for a few minutes to get a drink of Gatorade. As we were not allowed to have any breakfast, I was really starving but since I knew that I had ten pounds to lose, I knew it made no sense to ask for something to eat. After the short break, I was told to mount the stationary bike and ride ten miles. Mistress Catherine said that it should take me about an hour. |