Day In The Life 2 (Training)

With his many rooms available to him, and a new cadre of buff beauties in his thrall, Rob quickly went about converting one of the rooms in house into a gym. He had made certain to purchase a variety of top of the line equipment so that his muscle sluts could train to their heart's content, maintain and honing the stunning physiques they had strived for their entire lives. For both their own sense of satisfaction and pride, and to further stoke the fires of Rob's lust.

But, of course, Rob put a bit of a twist on the girls' training regime.

Brigitte, Chun-Li, Korri, Shulkie, Urbosa, and Zarya had all gathered in the gym, joined by Tifa who, while not part of the gymbunny collection, was still an incredibly jacked woman herself, so Rob lumped her in within the others for their training. The seven women were all isolated around the room, working at different station, working on different exercises, bodies moving in a rigid, robotic rhythm. Each individual seemed to be in their own world, solely focused on the task at hand. The eyes of the women were blank and distant, bereft of will or thought, as they mindless exercised, droning out mantras in a similarly vacant tone.

"My body is his property..." Tifa droned, ably performing bicep curls.

"To care for his property is to serve him..." Zarya followed, squatting with a heavy barbell resting over her shoulders.

"To serve him is my only purpose..." Brigitte said, laying at an angle on a bench as she did repeated ab curls.

"I love to serve him and his every whim..." Chun-Li muttered, massive legs pressing against several heavy weight stacks.

"I love to train my sexy body..." Urbosa replied, rising up and down on the pull-up bar.

"His whim is for me to train my sexy body..." Korri said, her voice low and un-bimbo-like, mindlessly working on the rowing machine.

"I love my sexy, buff, muscular body..." Shulkie finished, bench pressing an absurd amount of weight, befitting her Hulk physique.

The seven repeated their cycle of mantras, over and over, voices never rising in tone or emotion, until an electronic chime sounded. All at once, the group came to a stop, gently putting their machines and equipment away, before switching to a different station.

"My body is _his _property..." Zarya started off this time.

The chime went off again, fifteen minutes later. They all changed stations once more.

"My body is _his _property..." Brigitte began.

And so they would continue, over and over, until a different chime sounded, ending their day. The seven drones exercised heedlessly, paying no attention to their sore bodies. Their brain simply obeyed the orders of their Master, followed the paths laid out by their mantras, and fed upon their desires to be wonderful and obedient slaves.

//////

For another room in the house, Rob had converted it into his personal art studio. Even if he no longer needed any sort of income, he still planned to continue drawing and writing, much for his own pleasure as for anything else. Plus, this new studio was bigger than his old apartment, so it was certainly a step up.

In recent days, this had been ground zero for Rob's secret video for his class, which had been a bit of a rush. Drawing twenty-eight brand new pieces, followed by inking and colouring and then editing it into a video was a bit much, but he fortunately had Kamala and Nami to assist him, the fangirl and the mapmaker possessing more than enough skill in that regard.

He had also decided to start a new series for his loyal followers. A series of images depicting a great, burly minotaur fucking and enslaving a variety of women from across the multiverse. He called this new OC King Bull and had just published the first piece of the series, featuring an busty raven-haired beauty similar to the one he had in his household.

"Join Multiversal Demon King, King Bull, as he travels through reality, finding whatever beauties may slake his diabolical carnal needs. Watch him capture, break, enslave, and fuck these lucky ladies, as he builds his ultimate harem. First in line, Tifa Lockhart finds out a new meaning to the term "Final Heaven" as she is consumed by burning lust for her new king. Bodyguard, cook, sex ****, she does it all, and she does it with a proud smile! She's the first, but who will be next?"

For the time being, however, Rob was neither drawing nor writing, but doing some research for the future. The revelation of the existence of a "Westeros" piqued his curiosity, so he decided to look across the world to see whatever other beauties had left their mark in this new world he had created. A little over an hour on Google gave him plenty and plenty of things to go over, plenty of new targets to set his sights on, and plenty of plans to make and formulate.

The Avengers were in New York City, the Justice League in DC. The X-Men (or X-Women, as it were) were in central California. The Disney Princesses had their various enclaves around the world, as did a few other fictional princesses. D.Va and Sombra were popular streamers of note. Yuna was a world-famous pop idol. Zatanna was a travelling stage magician. As a matter of fact, Zatanna was to performing in his town in short order. Now that was something to keep an eye on...

Rob licked his lips, eager to see these plans come to fruition, but also to see what new random encounters he could trawl up throughout his day. After all, he had collected ten lovelies without straying too far from home, he had twenty-seven more that, come Monday morning, would see things in a new light. Who knows however many other ladies awaited just in this city, for Rob to get his claws into?