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Maise breathed out a sigh and began to follow the avatar's movement to the best of her abilities. She had already changed into the outfit so any rebellion right now would be petty. As nice as the idea of resistance was, she imagined she would also be quite bored with nothing to do but await a sure reprisal for not doing what she was told. Maisie liked to start her days with some exercise anyway, and while she may have spied a small gym last night, the actress doubted she'd be allowed to use it today. It was better to just follow orders to avoid punishments.

Fuck... I'm starting to rationalize doing this shit! The realization made her even angrier yet instead of an outburst, she focused on the avatar and began to do the stretches. Gentle music began to emanate from the speakers to go with the slow warmup. Many of the exercises were extremely suggestive, and the avatar showed her to pronounce her assets as much as she could. Every now and again, the screen would stop and instruct her to breathe deeply while her performance was recorded for an overall score later on. After the warmup there was a five minute breather.

Suddenly, the transitioned from the gentle music to an upbeat techno track and the avatar began a cardio and aerobics class. Maisie was always complimented by her Game of Thrones trainers for her performance, and yet this one was far more intense than any she had ever done before. Maisie did her best to follow the avatar's movements until she was panting and sweat started to collect beneath her latex outfit. By the end of the session, which she figured lasted around forty minutes, her muscles were demanding rest and she laid on the rubber mat.

The program allowed her a few minutes of rest and deep breathing until the screen came alive again and the music returned to a gentler, soothing tune. Above the avatar were the words "Yoga". Maisie had never done yoga before, but some of her friends had been trying to convince her. Despite the moves looking simpler than the previous exercises, she was amazed at how much her body had difficulty with it, regardless of her natural flexibility. But the worst part was how she started to feel... she was at peace. At peace with her current situation... and aroused. As her body moved, the latex clung to her like a second skin, teasing and caressing her most sensitive zones. It clenched against her womanhood and rubbed against her erect nipples. Maisie started to sweat again, and this time she wasn't sure it was because of the exercise. In fact, she was pretty convinced, much to her horror, that the wetness gathering on her crotch was not just from sweat.

At the end of the workout, the avatar gave a bow and disappeared. In its place was her score. Much to her surprise and annoyance, she had mostly graded average, especially in the yoga class. Her performance was recorded in a log in which she saw that she had the whole week programmed ahead. In spite of her grade, the screen sent a message that read: "Good job! A good **** keeps in shape for her owner!" Maisie did not get angry, on the contrary, she mentally promised herself that she would do better tomorrow.

Wait! What am I thinking?! Tomorrow? I want to escape today! She felt her heart quicken at just how quickly she was accepting her capture. Maisie realized that after the workout, she no longer felt angry about her situation, even for just a moment. I... need to leave... as fast as I can!

A knock on her door broke her thoughts. My door? No... it's not my door. This is not my room. She watched as the door opened and looked to see who was on the other side.