The Claiming of Dusk

Jeanne:
I come to the gym, prepared for some nice exercise for the day, I had ordered new machines for this place as last time... they were not up to par with the strength my powers allowed me to have,so I hoped the new installations would allow me to have some nice challenge this time, the new equipment was made in a dimension were most beings had god level strength so I was hoping I would have a challenge this time, while most people would come here with some sport outfits, i always prefer to move about free and nude, my powerful anaconda slapping my tights with every step as I enter, the powerful sound stealing the attention of anyone in the vicinity, my aroma also slightly spreading along the place, but as amazing as it is... this time I actually showered before coming here so my aroma was a bit... muted this time, still that powerful salty flavour of submission would be hard to resist. As I prepare myself to exercise I realize I probably need some assistant for the machines, huh? who was the last person I exercised with? Oh yes Dusk! I grab my phone as I send a nice message to my little cutie
"My dear how about you come over to the gym so you can help me with some exercises?"

Dusk:
Dusk, not far from the house, reached into his pocket to find the text message that his mistress had left for him. Grinning widely, knowing that exercises meant a nice buildup of sweat and sweet musk, he punched in his message, his fingers not typing soon enough for his liking. "Will be there soon, Mistress~💜." And SEND. And with that, he quickly picked himself up off his feet and began running to the gym atrium of the house. Making his way into the locker room and grabbing a shower, he slipped on a tight, purple leotard that accentuated all his curves quite nicely, not to mention hug his tiny bulge in the crotch. Now ready to present himself to his mistress, he stepped out and made his way to the main area and find her.

Jeanne:
Slowly I prepare myself for the machines as I begin doing some warmup for the arduous exercise ahead, if not for me, for you for sure, my anaconda shakes from side to side as I stretch my arms and then my body, my boobs shaking from side to side as slowly, my muscles slowly reappearing as I prepare my shapeshifting body for some nice exercise, heavy and powerful my 6'6" body moves along the space as in preparation for dusk arriving I begin running on a treadmill, the speed keeps increasing as slowly I can feel my body beginning to sweat a bit more and more, every moment it becomes more constant as the machine keeps speeding up without me noticing

Dusk:
The gym had been ominously empty today, but being an expansive facility, Dusk knew that his mistress had to be here somewhere. She wasn't at the weights for conditioning, so where could she...wait. Something floated in the air, a certain smell. Taking a deep breath, inhaling it with all the capacity of his lungs, his eyes glimmered with excitement, his ears and tail twitching uncontrollably. Without a doubt, he knew this could only be the work of his mistress. Honed in on the source, he began eagerly walking in the direction where this powerful scent was coming from. Several times, he had to break away from his reveries to avoid bumping into some piece of equipment. Step by step, the smell continued to grow stronger and stronger, heating up his body with arousal and leading him onward. It was unlike any other aroma in the world, one he wanted to sleep to every night for all his life. Pondering thoughts like that in his head, he turned one last corner and smiled. His mistress, her body gleaming in the perfect, beautiful sheen of her sweat, was already pressing strong into her workout. And thus, he approached,

Jeanne:
As I finish my warm up, my body has adapted to the situation, you can see as I now I have some nice muscle definition along my abs, my powers adapting my body for the exercise I wish to partake, as I turn to the entrance and see you, you can see the beads of sweat beginning to form around my body, I begin walking to you as you see with every step that snake between my legs, hits my toned tights from side to side, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP the noise is almost addicting as every step make it harder to focus on anything but that massive anaconda between my legs, as I finally come close enough I grab you in my arms, my sweaty body holding you tightly against my muscles as you can feel my monster between us, twitching
"Great to have you here my cutie dusk, I really needed a gym partner for these machines to spot me and also some of these need two people to work you know? So I thought it would be nice like that time we had some nice fight in the gym!"
As I free you from my body already you are overtaken by that powerful feel of my sweat spreading around your body
"Follow me"
Slowly I guide you to a strange machine, it seems to have a spot for two people, but one is kind of one top of the other? A most strange device as I point for you to seat on the bottom slot

Dusk:
Left a little absentminded from being held so close to your sweat-covered body, I smiled at the powerful scent of your sweat overwhelming my senses. It took me a few minutes to follow after you, drawn along by your voice. Walking behind you, the gap left between your legs was just wide enough for me to keep my eyes on your behemoth shaft shaking from side to side. The slapping noise echoed so much in my head, even in times where you weren't moving, that SLAP SLAP sound just played on repeat for me. It looked so juicy, so delicious on top of your ballsack, all covered in sweat like the most tantalizing oil.

As we walked, I recalled my time in the arena, how I fought so hard, yet hardly did anything to tip the odds in my favor. This time, I hoped I would not be on the same end of your wrath again, but it all the more told me how perfect your body was. It made me hope for so much to touch it a few times throughout this workout regimen. When we reached the machine, I slid my tight-fitted, leotard-coverd body into the bottom slot, looking straight up towards the ceiling, not realizing at the time you would be seated just right above me.

Jeanne:
As slowly I myself take my position your endeavor seems clear, my balls are right in front of your face, as my cock is slightly above out of reach, right now in the restrained position, my balls rub right on top of your face, the powerful smell starts covering you SO MUCH, the saltiness invades your senses, as the strange bitter sweet taste invades your nose more and more, you can feel the pubes and the sweat sliming down your face and over top you can hear me say
"Ok so how this works is that you try to push your legs away from your torso and I do the same, interesting design though, I wonder why it was made like this though."
It was clear though that this design was made very well for your suffering(or more probably delight) the powerful smell of my balls keeps entrancing you more and more, as I begin taking the first push you can notice I am kind of disappointed, not impressed with the amount of strength necessary to move,after all the machine was on the lowest setting possible, just 2 tons to move, it felt almost dumb, as for me it was like moving paper with my legs, you get some moments of relief from that ultra powerful smell as suddenly I move back on you, my balls once again hitting your face, this time almost like a slap as those massive balls have some good weight as they hit the top of your head

Dusk:
I attempt to follow along with your routine, attempting to push my legs away from my torso. However, even trying to move against your body above me would have been strenuous, let alone 2 tons of weight. Nonetheless, I tried with every ounce of my strength to move against the heavy load, working my body before I stop lifting and breath hard with my tongue out. As your balls slapped against my face, it landed on my tongue, your slimy, heady sweat dripping onto my tongue and painting my tastebuds with your bitter taste. I couldn't move away against it, and any attempts to hold my breath were in vain as all it did was seal my lips around your ballsack. I wiggled my face, tickled by your pubes and overwhelmed by the scent so strong enough to burn my nose and throat. Again, so close to my ears, the SLAP SLAP of your balls landing and rising from my face echo into my ears, as I'm sure it did throughout the rest of the room. "P-Please...let me catch my breath..."

Jeanne:
"Oh why this is so easy though? Are you really tired? Come on we can keep going for much longer! I am increasing the machine weight as much as I can so we can have a real a challenge"
I speed up my movements more and more, my balls keep hitting your face covering you in that sweat, it feels like being slapped more and more as slowly your face is covered in my thick sweat and pubes, every thrust forward you can also feel as my cock comes to rest above your head, it's heavy weight pressing down on you as I keep try to increase the weight of the machine to achieve a real challenge, the air becomes more and more heavy with the smell as you can barely think anymore.

Dusk:
"Y-Yes...I..." My protests are cut short as my entire body becomes overwhelmed by your powerful smell. I wanted to push myself away, the heavy scent overwhelming what was left of the fresh air in my body. You hardly touched me except with your balls on my face, and it already felt like you were violating my body from the inside out with your divine scent. With your cock weight pressing on my face, scarcely able to resist, I let my tongue out as your balls and cock brush against it in an involuntary tonguebath as they rise up and down, back and forth, mixing my saliva with your slimy cock and ball sweat.

Jeanne:
Steadily I begin slowing down, letting my cock and balls touch your tongue for longer as I simply let you do your work for longer, knowing you wanted a breather of pause it would be good to go a bit slower and let you lick my balls, after all it must be your favorite meal/drink, my speed decreases more and more as I let you work hard at your assigned work today, every bit of my body is now covered in that sheen of slimy sweat, as my body almost glows in the light of the gym

As I think you are finished on your work slowly I dismount of the machine, walking over to a seat by the side as I simply look at you, my cock relaxed between my legs as it has a combination of my sweat and your saliva, I then move my arms up as I reveal my arm pits, mostly trimmed with just a bit of hair
"Why don't you come and lick them clear my assistant?"

Dusk:
"Y-Yes...Mistress..." Breathing hard from spending so much time submerged in your cock and ball sweat, I slide myself out from my spot in the machine. My legs still a little wobbly from overworking my body trying to lift the impossible weight, stumbled over to where you sat. Losing my footing as I approached you, I fell over facefirst...quite conveniently into your armpits, so thoroughly coated with that bitter, strong, but perfect smell. Quickly getting to work on my next assignment, I lolled my tongue out as I dragged it up and down your first pit. With so much sweat in them, at times it almost felt as viscous as your cum, and just as salty if not more so. Hugging my arms around your body, I steady myself as I slowly, thoroughly, but sloppily lick at your pit to polish it clean.

Jeanne:
I sit upon the bench just appreciating your smaller bow1dy upon my own, your hard work as you clean it off my sweat, I let you grab every single drop of that dense slimy sweat as it falls on your mouth, I guide you along my arms and to my other arm pit as I let you drink down that alpha taste that dominates your little beta mouth, overtaking every bit of your available mind, destroying your sense of self as my alpha body, it's defined muscles overtakes your sense of self, I rest of my arms as I let you go down my abs, cleaning among that massive domination, then one hand comes to your head, as I point you to me, my golden eyes looking deep into you as I ask
"Dusk who is the alpha you dedicate yourself too? Who will you clean every night before bed? Who will mark you with their smell for everyone to feel?"

Dusk:
"You...you will...you are my alpha, Mistress Jeanne. Every passing in my life I dedicate to you. In every sleeping moment, I will relieve your body of its exhaustion on polish it to perfection for the next day as I make your ballsack and cock my bed. And every moment you are available, I shall continue to be at your beck and call. In the beginning and end, I will turn to you, paint myself in your divine aroma like incense. So I beg you, cover me in it, fill me up with your divinity. Let everyone know that I am Dusk, a servant for your perfection, your eternal ball and body sweat cleaner." As I finish saying this, I continue to lick along your abs, pressing my delicate fingers against them to not only feel their perfect shape, but to scoop up the liquid essence covering your body and lay it on myself. Taking it like an oil, I rub it into my hand, spread it over my face, and then reach into my leotard to cover my chest and torso with it. With eyes like hearts, you have fully taken my mind body and soul.

Jeanne:
As you finish your words I prepare the next step, my hand slowly guides you back down, as you come face to face with my cock, the musky aroma of sweat has already overtaken this whole gym, making this place a sacred place, my powerful sweat has also already overtaken your own as your body is already engraved with the powerful aroma of my own, but what comes next is your marking, to be marked by alpha, to show to all that you belong to me, to the alpha of this place, my cock points itself at you
"You will now be marked, so everyone knows, with but a glance who owns your mind and body, who you belong to, and who shall they defy in trying to steal you"
As the words leave my mouth that golden liquid begins falling down onto you, filling up your pores as your inferior femboy body takes on the virility of my piss, gone is your own aroma as you are marked by me, marked to live with my smell, to drink my piss and clean yourself with it, it invades your mouth and your nose, as it forces itself to go down your body

Dusk:
Opening my mouth by compulsion, I let the divine, liquid gold fall on my tongue and stain every part of my body. My sense of smell, of taste, of sight, of touch, and of hearing...ALL of it is now compelled to acknowledge you as the very picture of perfection to it all. Your piss, your cum, your voice, the touch of your fingers, all of it is imprinted and engraved into my heart, mind, and body. The affection welling up inside was behind admiration, or naive love sickness. It was absolute reverence for all that you were. To be bathed in it, covered in it, and filled it with it was heaven itself. Every day, from this point forward, I wanted to sleep in your cockmusk, wake up and bathe in your cum, and then at the end of each day, shower with your golden divinity like a holy baptism. I could not live one day without any of it; all of your liquid essence was now my lifewater. Turning my clothed body around, I let myself be utterly covered with it. My face, my ass, my chest, my feet, my hands, arms, and legs, it was all marked for you and you alone.

Jeanne:
As the last few drops of my powerful piss cover your body, there is no return, marked forever to smell like me, for everyone to know who you belong to, my hand comes to your head as I begin giving cock slaps of my alpha cock along your cheek, slowly cleaning off the last bits of that pungent liquid, not very light slaps, though as after just a few hits each of your cheeks starts having a red mark from where my cock kept hitting you again and again, my eyes look at you, the sadistic golden glow as I look deep into you, you can see little glints of blue along my eyes, but they are easily overtaken by the golden fire of sadism as I hold your head and bring you closer to me, the words leave my mouth simple and straight
"You are my property now, my toy to play with, my ass to fuck if I feel like it, you have been granted the biggest honor of being one of my servants, and for that you should cry of happiness, now you will go to the most public place possible, and declare yourself to me, like the good servant you should be, and if you do a good job you will be acknowledged"

The RP changes to a more public channel

Dusk:

Suddenly, in the midst of all the commotion filling the room, an overwhelming sensation of smell sweeps across the room. Everyone could recognize it...who wouldn't recognize the scent, the essence of such divinity? Following close behind it, was an exhausted, blushing cat femboy stumbling into the room, clothed in a purple leotard from what most people believe was an ordinary workout. Except...he had left his workout utterly changed...his body and mind almost immaterially shackled to the will of his mistress. Breathing hard, as if to find relief, or bask in the divine essence covering him, he took one last breath before bellowing into the room... "Mistress @Jeanne,The CEO is now, and forever will be, my top Alpha, the one and only pinnacle whose glory I seek to bathe myself with! I never want to go another day without being covered, baptized, and filled with the ambrosia of her cum and piss! Let all know that everyone who is in my company know that I carry with me her essence, the very penultimate manifestation of my deepest desires. SHE. IS. MY EVERYTHING!!!