New Trainee

Tomas nodded, his eyes gleaming with excitement, and gently lifted Samantha to her feet so he could carry her back to his house, her eyes wide with excitement as they left.

Samantha wrapped her arms around his neck, her eyes still shining with excitement from the encounter with Sophia. The warm evening air was filled with the sweet scent of blooming flowers, and the sound of crickets provided a soothing background hum. Tomas's muscles rippled beneath his skin as he walked, his cock still semi-hard from the earlier encounter. Samantha's fingers played with the hair at the nape of his neck, sending shivers down his spine.

As they approached the house, Tomas pushed open the front door with his foot, and stepped inside, kicking the door shut behind him. The air-conditioned air enveloped them, a welcome respite from the warmth outside.

As they entered the house, Tomas led Samantha straight to the gym. The room was dimly lit, with a large weight bench and a variety of machines scattered throughout.

Samantha saw the Saltire Cross and asked him what that was for. Thomas got a devilish look on his face and told her, " That, my dear, is for a little something I like to call 'suspension training'." He chuckled to himself, clearly amused by the prospect of introducing Samantha to this new experience. Samantha's eyes widened with curiosity as she gazed at the Saltire Cross, her mind racing with possibilities.

Tomas walked over to the cross, his muscles rippling beneath his skin as he moved. He reached out and grasped one of the leather straps, his fingers closing around it like a vice. "You see, Samantha, this is where I like to take my training to the next level," he said, his voice low and husky. "I suspend myself from this cross, using my own body weight to work my muscles. But, you know there are other uses for this device as well" he whispered, his breath hot against her ear. Would you like to try?"

Samantha's heart raced as she looked at the cross, her mind filled with a mix of fear and excitement. She had never done anything like this before, but she found herself wanting to try. "Yes," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Tomas's face lit up with excitement as he helped Samantha into the leather straps. He secured them around her wrists and ankles, making sure they were tight but not too tight. He then stepped back and admired his work. "You look beautiful," he said, his voice filled with admiration. "This cross is special in that I can adjust the width of your arms and legs to extend your stretch" he told her as he pulled a lever that put her in a full split several feet in the air.