Let's Play

Eyes on Me

"Dig In!" he says as you check out the meal before you. Protein milkshakes and sandwiches along with all your other favorite side foods. You eat quickly with J across from you dining on his usual supper. The type of sandwich is unfamiliar to you, but I'm sure it's some sort of protein-rich pastrami sub. He guzzles down his chocolate protein shake along with you and leaves the mess to be cleaned by his henchmen. Walking beside you down the hall he was already wearing his workout clothes. Although his attire was less bulky than his usual "villain" get up, the electric green jogging pants and a skin-tight purple shirt was none the less flashy. He flashes you a grin which you return finally feeling free and less stressed from your earlier nightmares, the memory of your assault haunting you.

        You nearly reach the end of the hallway when he turns into what looks to be a large training center. Crossfit equipment lines the exterior walls along with a few padded sparing dummies and treadmills. Featured in the center of the room is the large sparing mat, with two henchmen waiting in protective gear. You take in your surroundings and see that J is staring at you, waiting for you to say something. "This is a great gym.." you stay and he answers with a grand red grin "Thank you, kitten. Ready to train?". He says it but it's not a question as he pulls you onto the mat. Standing behind you, he adjusts your stance. Feet planted firmly, arms up for protection. You can feel his warmth and strength while he's standing behind you, adjusting your hip stance gently. It's the most gentle you've ever felt his hands be as he drags you into a stronger position. Walking to face you, Mister J mimics your stance and says "step one, always be watching your opponent." he quickly dodges to left and then diverges in an opposite direction so he's suddenly behind you with an arm around your neck. You breathe heavily as you feel his muscular body pressed firmly against you and his grip around your neck arouses you. "tsk tsk tsk, you already couldn't keep your eyes on me, Kitten." he says while he releases you and you both regain your fighting stances. "Step two: hit first, ask questions later," he says as he swipes your legs out from under you. You're on the floor pinned beneath the weight of his strong form as he holds your arms above head. "Step three: always be able to get out of a hold." just as he finishes saying this you shift your foot under your hip and flip the two of over. Now you've got him pinned, and although he could easily get free, he takes a different approach... Grinding his hips in yours he elicits a moan from your lips when he says "Good job getting out of that one, but you're still helpless to me.". You moan again as he grinds on you harder and says "Step four: never let yourself become distracted". You pout when you realize you've failed this step just when you thought you had one-upped your opponent. J and his need for dominance definitely won this round but he hasn't won the war yet. You think to yourself as he flashes a silver smile. He realizes that you've had enough of sparing when softens his expression to say "Let's just do some normal workouts and conditioning."

    You both go about a normal workout consisting of various Crossfit exercises especially those designed to work the core muscles. You're both running on the adjacent treadmills when he looks at you and winks. Stopping his machine and yours he whispers in your ear: "shower, my room, 5 mins." You close your eyes while trying to steady your rapidly beating heart as you gather yourself for the walk back to Mr. J's room. You walk through the halls with your mind wandering about the events which are soon to occur. You're about the turn the hall where J's room is when your thoughts drift to the tingling you feel between your thighs. Thinking of J's wet naked body turns that tingling into a throb as you enter through the bedroom doors.