Chun-Li's Exercise Routine

Chun-Li hefts the weights with each hand. Her Master had told her she needed to keep in shape, so here she is, lifting extremely heavy fifteen pound dumbbells. She knows they’re so heavy because her Master had told her that she was a weak woman who hadn’t exercised before.

“Nnnghhh,” she growls out as she manages to lift them above her shoulders. “One.” She’s sweating, but she manages to repeat the move. “Two. Ungh.” She’s panting now, but she needs to finish the set. Just one more rep! “Ahhhnng. Three.”

Her Master claps. “Not bad, Chun-Li.”

“Thank you, Master. I haven’t really done much exercise before, since I was a thief that tried to avoid fights. It’s tough, but I really want to make myself into your perfect bodyguard.”

“And I’d say you’re well on the way. One more rep before we call it a day.”

She looks at him with pleading eyes, but his stony visage denies her any backtalk. She is his **** and she’ll do what he says. She picks up the weights again and with Herculean effort lifts them above her head. “Four!” She immediately drops them with a resounding clang.

“Good job!” her Master says. “I know you had it in you.”

He walked over to the sweat-laced Chun-Li and lifted one of her boobs up, examining the sheen covered surface.

“It really is amazing how powerful the mind is. Here you are, reduced to this pathetic state despite all physical evidence to the contrary, all because of psychosomatic effects.”

Chun-Li tries her best to understand, but her Master had also informed her that she was a dumb bitch who was only good for her body. That she wasn’t smart enough to know what big words were and that she should only smile and do what he said. So since she can’t quite parse out his meaning, she just smiles blankly. It didn’t sound like a command or anything after all.

“And this is all thanks to the Psycho Power. I had studied under the great Bison, you see. And where he saw only political conquest, I understood there are much more appealing avenues of control. Now, you're not quite done with your exercise routine are you? There's the ever important sexercise portion left.”

He places a teat in his mouth and starts sucking. Chun-Li groans. This is much easier than lifting weights or trying to figure out what her smart Master is talking about. It’s really hardly a punishment at all being his sex ****, since she’s so happy to have him use and **** her body. She had gotten off so lightly.

He keeps sucking and licking intermittently, setting her nerves on fire. She’s so close to cumming just from that, but he goes a step further and starts using his free hands to finger-fuck her mouth and cunt both at the same time. The triple **** almost short circuits her poor beleaguered brain, but she manages to hold on and whimper and moan appropriately. She has to put on a good show for her Master so he enjoys fucking her as much as she enjoys being fucked.

“Mnnggh,” she moans, garbled from his finger filling her mouth.

“You’re such a good guinea pig, Chun-Li. But my experiments with Psycho Power’s effect on human consciousness need a larger sample size if I’m going to truly master it.”

He’s speaking in big words again, but that’s fine with her. It’s his right as her Master to do whatever he wants and for her to just accept it. If he’s displeased with her reaction, he’ll let her know.

“Yes. Yes that’s right. I could never be satisfied with just one.”

“You should have as many as you need,” Chun-Li tells him as he withdraws his hand from her mouth. She isn’t sure exactly what specifically he needed a larger number of, but he definitely should have more of it.

He laughs and tells her that he’s glad they’re on the same page before continuing his fucking of her. It continues for most of the rest of the day before they finish in his bed. As she twirls his hair around her fingers, she knows she couldn’t wish for a better life. She’s so lucky, all things considered, that she’s found happiness here. Yes, so, so lucky.