Workout training of a special kind with Miss Gepard

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It was a Sunday morning when I briefly checked my email after breakfast. I was amazed to see an email with the subject “Request for workout training” in my inbox. When I saw the name of the sender, it almost took my breath away, because it was none other than Miss Gepard. I recently had a wonderful session with her. I quickly opened and read her mail.

Obviously, she was not satisfied with my physical fitness during our last meeting and therefore asked me to contact her about an appointment for a workout session. Of course, I obeyed immediately, and we made an appointment for two weeks from then. It’s been 14 long days, after all, I had no idea what she was going to do with me.

The nervousness increased immeasurably when I finally got to the agreed appointment.

Studio door rang. Miss Gepard opened the door and invited me in. She wore a black top, a sports skirt, black sports leggings underneath that emphasized her wonderful legs, and black high heels. A sporty, dominant look – it suited her perfectly.

We had some small talk and then she got down to business: “So, my dear, now we’re ready to do some sports training, I would say, right? After all, that’s exactly why you’re here.

I answered her question with a “yes” and she continued: “Very well. Then just take a shower and we’ll get started. I have already set up your sports gear in the bathroom. Shower, get dressed, knock, and wait. 

Sports gear? What do you mean by that? I questioned myself as I followed her into the bathroom. “Hurry up, we don’t have the whole day!“, with these words she left the bathroom. I looked around and found a box with hold-ups, a pair of high heels, and a corset. I also found a slip of paper that said the following: “Your sportswear for today :-)”

Great, what did I get into? But now it’s too late, so I took a quick shower and put my sports outfit on. I knocked on the door and waited for Miss Gepard. Her beautiful heels revealed her coming. She opened the door. “Looks good” she grinned. “We need only to tighten your corset“. So, the corset was tied properly, and Miss Gepard took me to the training room.

The room is easy to describe: A cupboard on one wall and a treadmill in the middle, just like you would expect in a fitness studio. Right above the treadmill, there were two loops hanging from the ceiling, which I couldn’t place at first. Miss Gepard immediately moved them to the side so that the treadmill could be used unhindered.

“Oh, shit” went through my head when I thought about the combination of the treadmill and my “sports shoes”.

First, however, Miss Gepard asked me to do 10 push-ups. 

“I expect a kiss on my left shoe with every push-up,” she said. I did as I was told and was allowed to get up after the 10 push-ups.

May I introduce you to your training device for the next lesson!” Miss Gepard was visibly delighted when she saw my facial features derail. “Up there!” She instructed me onto the treadmill.

“To get used to it, you will now walk easily for 5 minutes. You can, of course, support yourself with your hands on the left and right, after all, we don’t want an accident.“ Miss Gepard started the treadmill and I slowly began moving. 

Fortunately, the pace was actually very slow, and I could get used to the gear and the heels. During my 5-minute acclimatization, Miss Gepard further explained to me the course of the training. So, I would run a total of 5 laps of 7 minutes each. There is a 3-minute break after each round. However, the difficulty factor increases from round to round.

Round 1

The settling-in period was over and I was ready for lap 1. Of course, there should be some difficulty right at the beginning. To do this, Miss Gepard took an electric plug out of the closet and gently inserted it with some lubricant. “And let’s go, run for 7 minutes!”

The treadmill started moving again, but the pace stayed the same. Only the plug in my ass caused a bit of discomfort, although no current pulses could be felt. This changed about halfway through the first round. Suddenly, it pulsed in my ass, which made me fall briefly out of step and Miss Gepard laughed. “Go on, go on!” She grinned. 

Finally, the timer rang and the first lap was over. Thankfully, Miss Gepard also turned off the power.

Round 2

For lap two I received nipple clamps connected by a chain. The pressure was bearable, however. Miss Gepard counted down the end of my break: “5,4,3,2,1, and go” I ran again for 7 minutes, this time the plug was energized directly. During the 7 minutes, Miss Gepard played frequently on the controls for intensity and frequency. 

Over time, I noticed that my sports shoes became more uncomfortable. But it was still bearable. The timer ended lap 2 and gave me a 3-minute break with no power.

Round 3

For the third round, the level of difficulty was increased in three ways. For one thing, Miss Gepard attached a weight to my nipple clamps. The pressure was significantly higher now. I also had ankle cuffs put on, which significantly reduced my maximum stride length. As a result, I now had to take several smaller steps. 

And, as if that wasn’t enough, Miss Gepard informed me that she would now increase the speed as well. Now, it actually became a workout. 

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My feet began to hurt in the middle of the third round, and my nipples were also attracting attention. Of course, Miss Gepard took back power on my plug to activate it. So, the 7 minutes felt longer and longer. 

When the timer announced the end of round 3, I was able to take a quick breath. The nipple clamps were removed and the power switched off. What is she going to do now?

Round 4

Miss Gepard used this break by standing in front of me and peeing into a GS cup. It was clear to me what would follow. She put a mask on me and connected it to the container of her GS with a hose. Breathing was not only difficult but also given a very special note. 

The nipple clamps were put back on, the weight hooked in, and the electricity activated. “Have fun for round 4“! My feet were burning, and a blister was already forming on the heel. The electricity ran through my ass again and again and irregularly, my nipples ached. 

I had to make an effort to breathe in and out faster or deeper. Her scent was omnipresent. Pretty exhausted, I saved myself after 7 minutes in round 5. Miss Gepard freed me from the nipple clamps and electricity.

Round 5

Miss Gepard took the GS inhalation mask from me and noticed that I was already sweating well. “Are you already thirsty, do you need something to drink?” she asked almost thoughtfully. I accepted the offer without thinking about it. “Then drink!” ordered Miss Gepard as she brought the container with her GS to my mouth. 

I hadn’t imagined it that way, but of course, I drank. Due to the drinking break, we had already exceeded my break time and had not yet made the arrangements for the final round. These should be quite extensive. 

At first, I was able to watch how Miss Gepard took off her panties, put them in the cup where there was still a puddle of her GS, and gave another bit of GS on top of it.

Open your mouth ” she ordered and pushed the GS-soaked panties into my mouth. So that I couldn’t get rid of it on my own, she took a nylon stocking and knotted it over my mouth. 

She then took one of her high heels, put it over my nose, and tied it with a second nylon stocking. Now the loops attached to the ceiling mentioned at the beginning were used. I had to put my arms through the loops on the left and right. 

The height of these was adjusted so that they fit pretty much into my armpits. Then I had to stretch my arms behind my back. Miss Gepard tied them up with a mono glove. The only thing missing now was the nipple clamps. These were used again immediately, but this time with a slightly heavier weight.

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“Since this all took longer now, you will run longer. 12 minutes would be appropriate, wouldn’t it? “Since a contradiction would have been meaningless anyway, I nodded. Miss Gepard explained to me the use of the two loops under my arms: “They are there so that you cannot fall down should you stumble, after all, you can no longer hold on to yourself “. Then she switched the power on again to my plug and started the treadmill.

The mono glove made running much more difficult and I had to concentrate a lot. With the GS taste in my mouth, the foot scent in my nose, burning feet, a throbbing ass, and piercing nipples, I set off on my 12-minute journey. Miss Gepard gave me the time now and then. From minute 8 onward, she asked me to do the final sprint and announced that she would now increase the speed of the treadmill every 60 seconds. The ankle cuffs still forced me to take small, quick steps. It was really exhausting. I was extremely happy when the 12 minutes were over and Miss Gepard freed me from everything.

So, another 10 push-ups, then you’ve done it, after all, my right foot also wants to be kissed.”

With these words, Miss Gepard stuck her foot out to me, and I started with the push-ups.

“Before I let you take a shower in the bathroom, let’s take a lactate measurement. However, I do not measure via a drop of blood, as usual, but via your semen.” 

Miss Gepard ordered me to follow her and sit on the gynecological chair in the next room. She got a petri dish and massaged my cock until it could no longer hold back the test material. Satisfied, she then took me to the bathroom where I was supposed to give her my sportswear for cleaning.

After showering, we chatted a bit at the bar before I wanted to say goodbye.

Miss Gepard stopped me again, held out my “sports shoes” and said: “We’ll see you in 4 weeks to check the effectiveness. I suggest you keep training at home!“. 

Speechless, I took the high heels and left the studio. To be continued in 4 weeks.

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