Message-ID: <24559asstr$960336608@assm.asstr-mirror.org> From: 150adw@oninet.pt (Christine and David) X-Original-Message-ID: <393ccfd1.857917@news.telenet.pt> X-Original-Path: 195.23.214.49 Subject: {ASSM} Fit for Anything, Part four. Date: Tue, 6 Jun 2000 20:10:08 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: assm-admin Fit for Anything, Part four. fantasy fiction by Christine Stevenson. http://www.mschristine.com/books.html Copyright 1986-2000 Christine and David Stevenson After a not altogether restful siesta, with my personal masseur Raymond, I applied my mind to Nigel's itinerary for the afternoon. According to Nurse Crisp, Nigel had moaned and begged constantly throughout his stint on the rowing machine; at one point actually grovelling on the floor at her feet, begging for leniency. I decided to personally supervise him for the afternoon. I had him brought back to the exercise room, and was gratified to see him wearing his white overall. As I am sure you are aware, hospital gowns leave no room for modesty, which does help enhance the authority of my staff. Nigel had a distinctly worried look on his face, and I can only assume it had something to do with the birch twigs I had in my hand. I decided to put his mind at rest, and explained that they were for the sauna - later! I then informed him that his first task would be one hundred press-ups, to be performed at my feet so that I could better supervise. I placed his head between my legs, where I felt sure he would be able to hear me count. I was very soon aware of similar problems to those Nurse Crisp had experienced with Nigel in the morning session. He had done exactly ten press-ups, and even these were not executed properly, when he started to beg me to be lenient with him. Due to the fact that my feet were so close to his mouth, one can only assume that it was for this reason that he hit upon the idea of kissing them to lend more weight to his pleas. It was at this point, however, that I became aware of his obvious sexual arousal. It was poking indecently from beneath the gown as he squirmed on the floor. Such an indulgence is bad for discipline and therefore not permitted to the inmates in my establishment. It was also obvious to me that he must have been sneaking the odd glance up my skirt, and that the pretence of trying to do his press-ups was nothing more than an excuse to rub his body against the floor for some kind of gratification. Part five tomorrow - Meantime you can read the whole story at http://www.mschristine.com/fit.html The DOMestic digest is free of charge. Subscribe in subject line:- DOMestic@Ms-Christine.com Moderated by David & Christine Stevenson. Subscribe online at http://www.mschristine.com/domestic.html Warning! Turns your wife/lover into a Dominatrix. The Fem Dom Training Software. http://www.mschristine.com/program.html mailto:program@Ms-Christine.com The DOMestic discussion list has been going well over three years now, and the password site now has over 3,000 files with pictures, articles and 400 stories for $15 (six months) http://www.mschristine.com/domsub4.html -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Archive: Hosted by Alt.Sex.Stories Text Repository | |, an entity supported entirely by donations. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+