The gym

You keep walking around the house searching for anyone to satisfy your needs, when you hear a metal clanking sound. At first, you thought you had misheard, as you pause and listen hard, until you hear it again. You recognize what it is. It's the sound of weights clanking against each other, and you go in the general direction of the sounds. Abby had mentioned an indoor gym within the huge house, although you haven't had the chance to use it yet or even see where it is. You make a mental note to explore the entire house later, room by room.

The gym turns out to be in the far corner of the mansion and the moment you step in, you're amazed at how big it is. While Nigel was in no shape to work out nor was there any reason for him to, you realize that he probably made a smart investment in the state of the art gym you're standing in right now to keep the girls in good shape.

There's only 1 person in the gym at the moment, and it looks like you're caught her in between workouts as she's standing in front of the mirrors and snapping a picture of herself in her incredibly hot outfit. You're not even sure if you could call what she's wearing workout clothes, since they leave little to the imagination and you'd imagine most women would not dress similarly in the gym. The woman is slightly shorter than you and her dark hair in a ponytail runs down to the middle of her back. She's wearing a sports bra and tight shorts, along with a pair of workout gloves, and you can see how toned her body is, plus her breasts are nicely emphasized. If you had to guess, she's about a 34C.

"Oh hey," the woman says, seeing you in the mirror. She doesn't seem surprised that you're naked or that you're sporting a stiff erection. As she turns to face you, you recognize her from your first night here at the mansion. She had been pretty shaken by Nigel's passing and had been weeping openly as you briefly comforted her that night when you met most of the girls.

"Hey... uh... what's your name again?" you ask awkwardly.

"Svetlana. I'm from Russia," she replies tersely before looking down at her phone, presumably to post the picture she just snapped on social media, and then she moves over to 1 of the exercise machines to continue her workout. She seems cold towards you, but with a body like hers and the knowledge that she's signed a contract that has now transferred to you, you're not deterred, so you follow her, standing to the side as she does her exercise. You make no attempt in hiding that you're admiring her form, while she seems to be actively ignoring you.

You don't speak until she switches over to the bench press station, where she lies down on her back. "Hey," you say, standing at the end of the bench where Svetlana's feet are apart. Her arms are raised and gripping the bar, but she hasn't pushed up yet. She cranes her neck up to look at you.

"Yes?" she says coldly.

"Look, I don't know what's going on with you or your attitude towards me, but you know the terms of the contract, right?"

Svetlana inhales deeply through her nostrils before she acknowledges the question with a "uh huh."

"Well, I'm going to have you now," you say with a smirk. You're interested in finding out more on why she's behaving in this manner, but you have other priorities to take care of at present.

"...okay," Svetlana responds. Then, she rest her head down on the bench and lowers her arms from the bar to her side. You step forward and see that her eyes are closed. It's a little bit of a turn off, but as your eyes move down to her breasts, her tight abs, and the deep V between her legs, you smile.

"This will do," you say to yourself. You step to the bench and lean forward to grab Svetlana's tiny shorts by the waistband, adjusting your fingers to find her panties underneath as well, and pull them down at the same time. The shorts are skin tight and you practically have to peel it off the Russian beauty, who barely moves to help you, like a stubborn child refusing to move by playing dead. "I bet you're all shaved," you remark as the shorts and panties come off her legs, and indeed, you're treated to the sight of a pretty shaved pussy. You toss the clothes over your shoulder as you step forward and closer to Svetlana, using your feet to spread her legs wider apart until you have room to sit down at the foot of the bench.

You place your hands on Svetlana's thighs, caressing them and feeling the muscles, before you pull her body towards you until her pussy is under your cock. You run your fingers over her pussy, marveling at how smooth it feels on the outside. Hers is probably the best groomed nether region you've encountered. Your hands move away from her pussy and up to her toned abdominal area as you explore every inch of Svetlana's body. When you get higher, you pull the bottom of her sports bra up and over her breasts. You'd expected to see scars, but it looks like what you thought were bolt ons are real, and you squeeze and grope them roughly for good measure. They feel real. Her nipples are small, round and almost flat, but you enjoy playing with them with your finger tips.

Satisfied with your very physical inspection of Svetlana's body, you move your left hand under Svetlana's right ass check and lift her up slightly so that she's at incline towards you, while you point your cock downward at her pussy. It takes you a couple of tries in this difficult position, but eventually you manage to squeeze your cock past her snug pussy lips, and Svetlana visibly flinches as she feels the initial shallow penetration. It almost feels like she's clenching her pussy to prevent you from entering further, but she can't stop you from pushing in deeper and gives up when you're in to the hilt. You enjoy the brief moment of satisfaction with your hips connected and your balls against her ass, before your hands move to her waist to grip them tightly.

"Ready?" you ask, expecting no response. Svetlana doesn't respond. Undeterred, you start to fuck her, at first awkwardly trying to thrust your hips back and forth on the narrow bench, until you figure out that Svetlana is svelte enough that you can just manhandle her and remain sitting while moving her towards and away from you, like you're using a sex toy. This causes Svetlana to gasp as her body reacts involuntarily, and you feel her getting progressively wetter, making each thrust of your hips easier and more pleasurable. Soon, you're fucking her with ease, mesmerized by her massive breasts that are gyrating in identical circles. While her eyes are still closed, there's little she can do to mask the look of pleasure on her face even if she is a passive participant.

You know you won't last long, given the state of excitement you'd found yourself in this morning, and soon you feel your balls swelling up. Watching Svetlana's face, you want to pull out to spray her face with your cum, however you can't hold off in time as you arrive at that decision. You start to cum violently, and instead of pulling out of Svetlana, you slam your forward and mash your hips tightly together as you give her every drip of cum you've got. Svetlana breathes heavily, although she doesn't climax herself. It doesn't matter to you just then, as you recover from the intense orgasm and just hold her in position, panting and wiping the sweat off your brow.

After a few minutes of staying like that, Svetlana opens her eyes to look up at you. Her expression is hard to read, although you can sense her impatience at you for continuing to linger and keeping your softening cock inside her.