I would enjoy being submissive like this, not until I tried it.’
‘I’m glad you do. But as for trusting me, you hardly know me.’
‘True, but you gave me what I wanted. I hope I satisfied you?’
‘Oh yes. Very much so. I’m not now so certain that I want you to satisfy other men the way I was planning. Some parts of you I want to keep for myself.’
‘If you want to talk business, perhaps you could release me?’
Andreas smiled his killer smile and leant over to untie the scarves that held her wrists and ankles. He kissed each place as it was released. She felt herself growing desirous once more, but knew it was foolish even to think of further activity. She felt almost sore and tender all over, but especially between her legs. He lay back, his arm beneath her neck.
‘So, have you thought any more about becoming a professional wrestler?’
‘A little. I’m not entirely sure how it would work and whether I could actually do it. What exactly do you have in mind?’
‘Most of what the clients would want actually involves minimal proper fighting. At most, they need a short tussle where you get them on the mat and then give them power holds. Scissors, headlocks, arm restraints, stretching various limbs and so on. Most of them don’t want to fight back, but may want to pretend they are being overcome by your strength alone.’
‘You say “pretend”. What of the ones who don’t pretend? I mean to say, I might be strong, but if someone really fights back, I could be injured.’
‘I suggest you take some lessons and training with a friend of mine. You are pretty fit. I gather you work out regularly?’
‘How do you know that?’
‘I know a lot about you. I own the gym you use and keep an eye on my clientele. I didn’t recognise you when we first met, but I checked today. I need to know who uses the facilities and make certain undesirables aren’t invading the place for entirely the wrong reasons. You’d be surprised by the people who attend a gym merely for gratuitous perversions.’
‘Really? There aren’t usually many people around when I go.’ He looked slightly disconcerted. ‘What? Why are you looking like that?’
‘All the mirrors you see around are two-way mirrors. There are several members who want to watch others training and are turned on by what they see.’
‘You mean there are people spying on everyone who goes there?’ She shuddered. ‘That’s disgusting. I shall never go there again.’
‘But don’t you see? This is partly what I’m asking you to do. Give a display of your perfect fitness to men who pay well for just such activities.’
‘And it seems that, so far, I’ve been doing just that for free. Giving a free show to some pervert who stands gawping at me. No thanks. I’ll stick with the day job.’
‘But several people who have seen you work out are desperate for a private wrestling session with you. You can earn hundreds of pounds every day. No more leaving your shoes at the store till next pay day.’
‘How do you know about that? Do you own the shoe shop as well?’
‘No. I’m sorry, but one of my boys saw you there at lunchtime. By accident, of course. I bought the other shoes for you. I like your taste, by the way. In fact, I like most things about you. That’s why I want to keep it for myself. The fights will never be allowed to end in sex. The men may ejaculate during the bouts. That is expected, but never will you be penetrated. I shall keep that for myself, if you will allow me to, of course.’
‘For how long?’
‘As long as I can keep you satisfied.’
‘This payment you talk about. What do you get out of it?’
‘It’s my business. I shall charge booking fees. Supply venues and so on. Don’t worry. It’s a mutually beneficial arrangement. I’ll also enjoy dressing you for your bouts.’
‘I can’t wait for that. Your taste in clothing has been impeccable so far.’
‘I’m glad you approve. So what do you say?’
‘I
‘I’m glad you do. But as for trusting me, you hardly know me.’
‘True, but you gave me what I wanted. I hope I satisfied you?’
‘Oh yes. Very much so. I’m not now so certain that I want you to satisfy other men the way I was planning. Some parts of you I want to keep for myself.’
‘If you want to talk business, perhaps you could release me?’
Andreas smiled his killer smile and leant over to untie the scarves that held her wrists and ankles. He kissed each place as it was released. She felt herself growing desirous once more, but knew it was foolish even to think of further activity. She felt almost sore and tender all over, but especially between her legs. He lay back, his arm beneath her neck.
‘So, have you thought any more about becoming a professional wrestler?’
‘A little. I’m not entirely sure how it would work and whether I could actually do it. What exactly do you have in mind?’
‘Most of what the clients would want actually involves minimal proper fighting. At most, they need a short tussle where you get them on the mat and then give them power holds. Scissors, headlocks, arm restraints, stretching various limbs and so on. Most of them don’t want to fight back, but may want to pretend they are being overcome by your strength alone.’
‘You say “pretend”. What of the ones who don’t pretend? I mean to say, I might be strong, but if someone really fights back, I could be injured.’
‘I suggest you take some lessons and training with a friend of mine. You are pretty fit. I gather you work out regularly?’
‘How do you know that?’
‘I know a lot about you. I own the gym you use and keep an eye on my clientele. I didn’t recognise you when we first met, but I checked today. I need to know who uses the facilities and make certain undesirables aren’t invading the place for entirely the wrong reasons. You’d be surprised by the people who attend a gym merely for gratuitous perversions.’
‘Really? There aren’t usually many people around when I go.’ He looked slightly disconcerted. ‘What? Why are you looking like that?’
‘All the mirrors you see around are two-way mirrors. There are several members who want to watch others training and are turned on by what they see.’
‘You mean there are people spying on everyone who goes there?’ She shuddered. ‘That’s disgusting. I shall never go there again.’
‘But don’t you see? This is partly what I’m asking you to do. Give a display of your perfect fitness to men who pay well for just such activities.’
‘And it seems that, so far, I’ve been doing just that for free. Giving a free show to some pervert who stands gawping at me. No thanks. I’ll stick with the day job.’
‘But several people who have seen you work out are desperate for a private wrestling session with you. You can earn hundreds of pounds every day. No more leaving your shoes at the store till next pay day.’
‘How do you know about that? Do you own the shoe shop as well?’
‘No. I’m sorry, but one of my boys saw you there at lunchtime. By accident, of course. I bought the other shoes for you. I like your taste, by the way. In fact, I like most things about you. That’s why I want to keep it for myself. The fights will never be allowed to end in sex. The men may ejaculate during the bouts. That is expected, but never will you be penetrated. I shall keep that for myself, if you will allow me to, of course.’
‘For how long?’
‘As long as I can keep you satisfied.’
‘This payment you talk about. What do you get out of it?’
‘It’s my business. I shall charge booking fees. Supply venues and so on. Don’t worry. It’s a mutually beneficial arrangement. I’ll also enjoy dressing you for your bouts.’
‘I can’t wait for that. Your taste in clothing has been impeccable so far.’
‘I’m glad you approve. So what do you say?’
‘I
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