Diana's New Rules

That night Diana returned home. Her legs were still shaking a little, and her muscles were aching. She'd been fucked and used, teased with more toys than she had ever seen before. She'd cum again and again, until at last she'd wondered if everything before this had simply been a mad dream. Not once in her life had she experienced something so intense, as one by one each of her clients for that day took what they wanted from him. Some of them were gentle, almost kind with their touch. Others were rough and demanding, making her moan and squeal.

All of them used her like she was just another piece of equipment for the gym, and by the time it was done her head was swimming and she felt sore all over. She'd been used, there was no doubt about it but part of her also felt a deep satisfaction which she knew she would never be able to explain to Lisa or Stacy.

Her sister was waiting for her at the house that they shared. Lisa looked worried, and her concern only grew when she saw Diana's state. But the (slightly) older twin just waved her off.

"I'm fine," she said with a small smile. "Just tired. I am going to take a bath and then I am going to go to bed."

"Are you sure that you're okay? Really sure?" Lisa's brow furrowed with concern.

Diana **** a smile.

"I'm really fine," she insisted. "Just tired. We went all day. It was something else, Lisa. You should try it sometime."

"Maybe," Lisa said a bit uncertainly. "I mean, it's not like I'm one to speak with the whole **** thing. Still, you know I worry."

"I know," Diana said. "And I thank you for it. But now I am going to have a bath and wash all this dirt off."

She did, pouring the warm water into the bathtub and feeling her muscles slowly start to uncoil as the steam kissed her worn skin. She sighed, her mind turning back to the events of the hours before. A tiny part of her shivered, remembering the feeling, the intensity and the helplessness which had overpowered her normal defiance.

When she emerged Lisa had already gone to bed so it was simple enough for Diana to fish out the Rulebook from where they had hidden it. She took it to her room, a pencil in her hand and a trepidatious eagerness in her heart.

She sat for some time at the desk beside the window. She was tired, more exhausted than she figured she had ever been before. But she didn't want to sleep yet. Her eyes focused on the paper sitting before her. On the limitless possibilities that it represented. Diana was not Lisa, she didn't intend to make a snap decision which could go horribly wrong. Not if she could help it. She sat and thought carefully, arranging her words long before she first put pencil to paper.

Once she was really sure that she knew what she wanted, she started to write.

New Rule: Once a **** has been punished by a gym for longer than four hours, she legally becomes their property unless her master objects. Gym-Slaves like this can be used in whatever way the gym desires, though they are most often used for carnal relief.

Gym Slaves are the property of the Gym, so the gym takes over feeding and maintaining them. In return, they are expected to serve a number of hours each week as exercise equipment for the gym. Failure to do so or failure to meet expectations can lead to further punishment including but not limited to permanent tattoos or piercings. Additionally, the Gym itself can tattoo or pierce its slaves at any point.

Once a Gym **** has served a certain number of hours, they are released from their duty unless they are punished again. Each time they are punished, their term of service is extended.

New Rule: One a Gym-**** officially leaves the service of the gym, any permanent changes that the gym made to them are undone unless they want to keep them. No one finds this strange or unusual.

New Rule: In addition to tattoos used to identify them, a Gym **** is given one specific marking. A special clit band which permanently removes their ability to climax or orgasm without explicit permission from a member of the gym or their master. This is active even when they are off duty.

Diana lay back, she was shivering. Anticipation roiled and coiled within her body, filling her with heat and pulsing desire.

New Rule: Diana Cormack has recently been punished by the gym for twelve hours. Tomorrow, she is to report to be properly fitted for her new role. No one will find this particularly strange, and if she is asked to take time away from college to tend to her duties, she will be humiliated and shamed for it, but she will be allowed to do so.

As she pencilled in the last sentence, Diana felt as if a great weight had fallen away from her. Today had been beyond belief. Tomorrow, there would be more.

And thus, as Lisa slept and dreamt of how she was going to get Kyle to accept Stacy as a second ****, Diana dreamt of other things. Darker and more base

Yet both sisters were looking forward to the new day. In time, they would put things back to the way they had been. The Rulebook was powerful, too powerful to forget about. But for now, Diana and Lisa were living their fantasies.

And they were happy.

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