Back To The Gym, The Next Day

"Morning, ladies! You're all looking wonderful today."

Bright and early the next morning, Rob returned to the gym, happy to see that Brigitte, Chun-Li, Korra, She-Hulk, and Urbosa had returned as well. Of course, a more sensible woman might choose to avoid the location where she had just been harassed, her friend molested, and said harasser promising to return, but the five muscular beauties were too far into Rob's power to do anything remotely sensible.

And, of course, Rob was not alone. When he made his entrance, the women looked at him but for a moment, before averting their gaze, meekly shying away from the self-proclaimed alpha. But then they caught sight of Zarya and couldn't help but stare at their captive friend. Though, "captive" might not be the best choice of words...

Zarya walked a fair distance behind Rob, a look of utter heavenly satisfaction and contentment on her face, as if simply being in close contact to her Master provided greater than happiness than any **** in the world. She had been stripped of her sports bra and gym shorts, no wearing and impossibly thin, impossibly tight leotard. The light blue fabric stretched so thin and tightly against her skin, the musculature of her back, shoulders, and stomach was bare for all to see, as were her erect nipples. The outline of her pussy wouldn't have also been visible through the leotard, if not for the fact that the entire crotch of the leotard had been cut away, Zarya baring her dripping pussy and bright pink bush to the world with not a care in her head. And just to drive everything home, Zarya wore a collar with the word "****" on it, formed in big, bright silver letters.

"Good morning girls," Zarya greeted with a smile, coming to stop behind Rob, wrapping her arms around his waist and resting her head atop his. She sighed dreamily.

"Zarya..." Brigitte gaped, trying to find her words, "...What the hell has he done to you!?"

"He's shown me my true self." Zarya declared with a feverish sparkle in her eyes. "Everything he said yesterday was true. He is the superior being and we are his inferiors, it's only natural for us to serve and obey him. We may think otherwise, but our bodies know." She gave a pointed look to her five friends. "I know that you know, too. You can feel it, the desire to fall to your knees before this perfect, divine Adonis of a man!"

The other girls once more averted their eyes from divine master and his devoted ****, their bodies heating up and faces flushing red. Their breath quavered, bodies trembling, as they fought to imagine what Zarya went through yesterday. All the hot, sweaty, carnal, intense, pleasurable sex she must have endured...

Zarya flashed a knowing grin at them, whilst falling to her knees at Rob's side, casting an adoring gaze upon her beloved. "He took me to his home and used me like a piece of fuckmeat yesterday. Over and over, endless fucking, his stamina endless, his cock mighty, his seed virile and potent! I could barely move when he finished with, but I never felt so alive!" Another dreamy sigh escaped her lips, as she turned back to her friends. "Please join me, friends, join me in the role were meant to be: mindless, horny cocksluts~"

Zarya's face turned bright pink, almost match her hair, as she squirmed in pleasure, a crooked, delirious smile breaking on her face. To say the others were thoroughly disturbed to see the tough, proud Russian reduced to this would be an understatement. Brigitte, Chun-Li, and Urbosa all took steps back from the sheer shock, eyes still clouded over with lust, biting on their lips as they considered Zarya's offer...

Korra snorted. She-Hulk slapped her cheeks. The two doing whatever they could to break their trance, standing their ground and giving hateful **** stares to Rob and Zarya. "Fuck you, fuck that, and fuck him!" Korra spat, pointing a finger at Rob. "Whatever he's done to you Zarya... I don't know, but if you keep acting like that, I'm going to kick your ass."

Immediately, Zarya sprang to her feet, the submissive **** replaced by a fiercely loyal guard dog. "Is that a threat, little girl?" She said in a dark rumble, towering over Korra. "You may think just because I'm powerless next to Master means I'm weak, but I'm more than capable of putting a whore like you in your place..."

"You'll have to take me on, too." She-Hulk stepped up next to Korra, both staring down Zarya, green eye's fixed on the broken Russian woman. It looked for a hot moment a brawl was about to break out.

Until Rob literally stepped in between the three. "Now, now, let's calm down ladies." He said, genuinely wanting to avoid a fight, while also turning on the slimeball and chauvinist. "No need to fight over me." Korra and She-Hulk scowled, but Rob only flashed them a (attempt at a) charming smile. "And I would hate for such beautiful ladies to hurt themselves. We can all get along despite our differences, right?"

Just for an extra kicker, Rob gently brushed aside a lock of Korra's thick, brown hair, giving her an adoring look. The Avatar sputtered and stammered, unsure how to respond to such advances, before simply blushing and backing away.

"Okay, Zarya." Rob said, turning back to his ****. "Let's leave your friends alone for now, we have to work on your training." Once more, Zarya gladly followed at Rob's heels, nodding like a lovesick puppy.

"Yes, master. This muscle-slut needs to be trained properly. I eagerly await your instructions."

And so, the two groups began their workout. Well, Rob and Zarya "worked out", but Korra and the others were too stunned from the events to do much more than stand around and watch. They were further stunned into stillness by the various lewd "exercises" Rob had Zarya perform.

"Pussy Squats", where Zarya would perform squats while carrying a heavy barbell, deliberately and carefully lowering herself so that her pussy would glide down onto Rob's erect cock. "Anal Push-Ups", where Rob would rest on Zarya's back while she performed her push-ups, with him eagerly fucking her asshole. And "Blowjob Sit-Ups", where Zarya would do her sitting ab curls, rising up to meet Rob's cock, to lick and suck to her heart's content.

By the end of the workout, Zarya's leotard was even more translucent, stained with sweat and semen, but the smile on her face and only grown, despite her exhaustion and soreness. Brigitte and the others still stood in their corner, blushing like made, trying to fight the sensations rising up in their bodies, the voices creeping in their minds.

Rob and Zarya then took their leave, but not before Rob turned to the other group and said, "That was a lot of fun, again, ladies. But how about we change the pace tomorrow. Let's hit up the pool for some swimming, I hear it's really good cardio. Until then." He gave them a wink and a blown kiss before leaving them all to stew on the thoughts he no doubt engendered in them.

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Not long after, Korra and She-Hulk exited the gym, but not before they and the others engaged in a long, cold shower to fight back the burning sensations building in their bodies. Everyone had been awful quiet since, well... since they first saw Zarya squat down on that creep's dick, her entire body undulating in pleasure, even as she maintained her form and the barbell on her back. She was... so strong, so devoted, and so beautiful...

Korra shook her head, slapping herself to banish such thoughts, before giving a sheepish smile to She-Hulk. She couldn't admit how much this jerk had affected her, how much his misogynistic dribble had infected her brain.

"So... um... see you tomorrow?" Korra finally said, breaking the silence, her voice high and uneven.

"Uh... yeah, of course..." She-Hulk returned, nodding shakily. Neither of them would dare say where they would meet each other tomorrow.

The two were about to leave the vicinity of the gym, when a sterling, brightly polished town car pulled up to the curb. The woman driving was some unfamiliar raven-haired woman in a chauffeur uniform, but then the rear window rolled down to reveal Rob Daily.

"Can I offer you a ride home, ladies?" Rob asked, attempting another charming smile.

Neither woman could exactly say what it was that compelled them to enter the car at that point in time - exhaustion or depression or just acceptance of some horrid truth - but they did, both Korra and She-Hulk clambering into the expansive backseat, sitting opposite Rob and Zarya, the latter of whom was happily slurping on his cock with unrestrained zeal.

"I know we've gotten off on the wrong foot, but there's a few things I want to show you, so that we can better understand each other." Rob said, shutting the door and speaking to his driver. "Tifa, sweetie, let's get going."

"As you wish, master."