Sherri Kimbelsen stood silent and completely naked at attention in front of Flash Johnson’s desk in the vacant gymnasium. The day before, she had officially completed a three-week weight loss program that allowed her to tone and tighten up her body and lose a pesky 25 pounds. Now weighing in at a svelte 113, the beautiful buxom blonde with the killer legs was waiting for instructions on what was next.

Flash: “Miss. Kimbelsen, now that your program is completed, we must plan a schedule of weekly workouts to keep your body in tip top shape. Of course, we should also begin collecting your gym membership fees. We’ll talk about that in a minute. First things first though, do you have a pledge yet?”

Sherri: “Yes, I do. Her name is Elena Kane.”

Flash: “Well then, give me her particulars.”

Sherri: “Well, she also works at the secretarial pool. She’s really short, only about 4’10”. She has dark hair; big boobs and oh…she is from Hawaii.”

Flash: “I didn’t hear a motherfucking weight in all dat!”

Sherri: “She’s got a very pretty face but…she weighs about 180 pounds.”

Flash: “Great! So, she’s fat as fuck! And a midget at that! I told you that there was a requirement!”

Sherri: “She was the only person that I could find. Please, Elena’s a very pretty girl she’s just a little overweight.”

The hot blonde began to look ill. She didn’t want to upset Mr. Johnson. Not after all that they’ve been through in the last three weeks. There was also a queasy feeling starting to form in the pit of her stomach. Mr. Johnson saw this and felt a little empathy.

Flash: “Alright Miss Kimbelsen, I’ll give you points for at least getting a pledge. I’m sure me and my boys can whip this little bitch into shape, but you still owe me one. Now let’s talk about your membership fees. As you know, today is your 22nd straight day coming here. I charge $100 a day for my services so that means you owe me $2200.”

Sherri’s face showed shock. She had no clue that the gym fees were so steep. She nervously tried to think of a way to tell Mr. Johnson that she didn’t have the funds to pay a sum like that, but couldn’t think of anything but the god’s honest truth.

Sherri: “I’m sorry Mr. Johnson, I just don’t have that kind of money.”

Flash: “Yeah, I figured as much.”

Mr. Johnson walked out from behind his desk. He took his shirt and then his shorts off and was now naked just as Sherri was. She watched him undress without any movement or emotion. His ten-inches hung down flaccid in front of him like a meaty black boa constrictor.

Flash: “Get down and give me some head!”

Sherri dutifully squatted down in a crouch on her toes in front of him and put his penis into her mouth and began to suck it. After three weeks of the program, sucking on a black penis wasn’t anything out of the norm for Sherri. She’d done so before with not only Mr. Johnson, but with some of the other black men that worked for him as personal trainers.

It was part of how Flash Johnson ran his gym. He helped white women, sometimes married white women, lose weight rapidly while engaging in sexual activity during their workouts. It was a specific practice that hadn’t failed yet and the women ended up having change of life experiences. Sure, some of them would eventually leave their husbands and get divorced. Some even stayed married but continued the program too. The facts were that they all lost the weight that they had desired to lose, and Flash and his crew got all of the white pussy that they could ever dream of. It wasn’t their problem that these women also all became black cock addicts.

At first, the young blonde bombshell had resisted the sexual part of the program, but as he was known to do, the tough looking Mr. Johnson broke her down with intimidation. He had a crude way of making women do whatever he wanted and right now he was once again stuffing his cock down Sherri’s throat. Sherri’s lips and tongue kissed, suckled, and painted Mr. Johnson’s large ebony fuck tool with copious amounts of saliva and steadfast hungry precision. The further that she got it into her throat the more that she would audibly gag. As she did so, Mr. Johnson began to dictate the terms of Sherri’s future.

Flash: “Miss Kimbelsen, since you are now in impeccable shape, we are gonna pare your weekly workouts down to two days a week. We’ll make it every Tuesday and Thursday at 4pm sharp. Never be late or there will be penance, and there can be NO cancellations, understand?”

Sherri just nodded in affirmation not willing to remove his cock from her hungry mouth. She had a good six-inches of it deep in her throat and was still gagging trying to deep throat the whole ten inches down to the balls. A feat that she hadn’t been able to do with any black prick that she had taken in her mouth the past few weeks.

Flash: “Now, as for the money you owe, someone from the gym will be by your house every Monday. Your name has now just been flagged for collection. Your account is now in the red. Understand? So, whatever black dick shows up at yo door on Mondays, you are now bound to take care of, you feel me?”

Sherri nodded yes again. She thought about black men visiting her weekly at her residence and what her neighbors might say. It was a fleeting moment of concern which quickly disappeared from her mind, and was replaced by the thoughts of the unknown amount of black cock that she would be receiving during those visits. Her pussy was starting to respond to those thoughts too. Sensing her arousals, Mr. Johnson suddenly pulled himself all the way out of her mouth and slapped her on the left side of her face with his cock then pushed it back in as deep as it would go, then completely removed it again.

Flash: “Now get up and lay across my desk! I’m gonna finish in that sweet pussy of yours.”

Sherri stood up and leaned over the desk with her ass up in the air. A few seconds later, Mr. Johnson was pushing his black meat dagger into her tight pink pussy. Each time he thrust forward; Sherri’s body would push higher up on the desk to the point that she was eventually on her tippy-toes.

Sherri: “Fuck me! Oh yes! Fuck me harder! I love your big black dick in my pussy! Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhhh! Fuck yeah! Ohhhhhh!”

Flash: “You like that huh? You fucking white Ho! All little white mother fucking bitches like the black cock deep up in their shit!”

Sherri: “Yes! Ohhhhhh yes! Ahhhhh! Ahhhhh! I’m gonna cum! Oh God! It’s so big! Ahhhhh!”

At that exact second Sherri’s legs tensed up and she grabbed the edges of the desk and she came hard and loud. She coated Mr. Johnson’s cock with about a pint of her pussy juices. With that extra lubrication, he was able to get all of his ten-inches into her cunt. He was now power fucking her and the sounds of his big black balls peppering her pussy lips was echoing off of the gym’s walls with loud claps.

Sherri: “OHHHH!!! OHHHH YEAAHHHHH! OH FUCK! OHHHH!!! IT’S DEEP! IT’S SO DEEP!!! FUCK MEEEEEE!!!!”

Mr. Johnson began to huff and puff and then with one massive thrust forward he splooged hard and deep into Sherri’s womb. It was so much cum; it was like he replenished the quart of juices that she expelled earlier. When he finally stopped cumming, Mr. Johnson pumped her slowly for another three minutes before finally pulling out completely and forcing her to her knees again to clean up his cock.

Flash: “That’s it, clean it all up! And when you finished, you go do 50 push-ups and sit-ups then call it a day. I’ll expect the fat Kane girl here over the weekend.”

Sherri just nodded sheepishly. She knew that she was in trouble. She hadn’t talked to Elena about the gym yet. She just lied to Mr. Johnson because she couldn’t find anyone else that was viably interested so she just blurted out the first girl’s name that popped into her head. It was now Thursday, and she knew that her time was running short.

She did her exercises in rapid fashion then quickly got dressed and left the gym. That afternoon Sherri went and visited with her friend Elena at Elena’s apartment. The two friends spoke mostly about work for a good solid hour over some tea before Sherri finally mustered the courage and broached the subject of the gym and it’s program. Expertly, Sherri made her pitch.

Sherri: “You know Elly, there is a way that you could have things better.”

Elena: “Oh?”

Sherri then told Elena about the gym and about Flash Johnson. She explained the workouts in detail but she purposely left out all of the sex requirements. Sherri needed to sell Flash’s program and she was doing a great job of doing so. Elena was still a bit skeptical though.

Elena: “I don’t know. Isn’t Willowbrook a bad area? I mean, there’s a lot of black gangs there isn’t there?”

Sherri: “Well yes, but I’m telling you that this gym, it’s well worth it. I myself always was a good 25 pounds heavier, and no matter what I did I just couldn’t lose the remaining weight that I so desired. Then I went to Flash Johnson’s gym and within weeks I looked like this.”

She stood up and put her arms out in projection of her fit figure. Sherri was beautiful and looked as physically fit as a super-model would look. Everywhere that she went men were always hitting on her. Elena never saw Sherri out with a man though which was a little odd, but she always would attract plenty of attention. She stood at a tall model-esque 5’8”, 113 lbs. with 34-22-32 measurements, long blonde hair flowing halfway down her back, and the longest legs showcased by the types of high heels that she always seemed to wear. Sherri was a bombshell pure and simple and she always dressed the part, wearing short skirts and jaw-dropping cleavage-showing blouses.

Elena: “Oh I don’t think I could ever look like you do.”

Sherri: “Stop it! You are a very pretty girl. I’m telling you, all you’ve got to do is just lose the weight. Go see Flash. He’ll help you out. After a few months of his program you won’t even believe how great you’ll look. It’s a life changer. I think you should really, really consider it.”

Elena: “Well, I DO have the service break coming up. I suppose it can’t hurt to go check it out.”

In an effort to keep a fresh image amongst their clients, the company that staffed the secretarial pool gave the ladies employed with them a yearly paid five-week break. It was a nice benefit that wasn’t common with other companies but it did wonders for the women who worked for them.

Sherri: “Good idea! Five weeks of Flash is exactly what you could use. I guarantee it that you come back a brand-new woman.”

Elena: “Gee I hope so.”

Sherri: “So you’re gonna go and join the gym, right?”

Elena: “I’m thinking about it.”

Sherri: “Honestly Sweetie, I don’t think that there’s much more to think about.”

They got up from the table and Sherri kissed Elena on the left side of her face high up on her cheek. She then leaned in close to her left ear and whispered.

Sherri: “I’m telling you, it’s the only way to go.”

The weekend went by without any connections to the gym. Sherri was nerved up that whole time hoping that Elena had taken her advice and joined up. Getting Elena to join was imperative. She wanted to call her and try and do some more convincing but she figured she’d do a lot more harm than good trying to oversell it. By Monday she was a wreck. She hardly slept. She finally climbed out of bed around 11am and showered and got dressed. She put on a cute little pair of tight lavender jean shorts and a matching button up blouse that was styled completely opened in the front and knotted at the bottom of it. Underneath the blouse she wore a clearly visible small black bra, and she put on her house sneakers. She didn’t wear any panties.

Sherri only knew Mr. Johnson for a few weeks but he had proven to her during all of that time to be a man of his word. Today was Monday and a black man, or maybe a few black men, would be calling soon. She was nervous with anticipation and her pussy was chronically dripping the entire day. But, what if no one showed? Would that be a sign that Elena hadn’t joined the gym? What would be the repercussions? Flash Johnson had never done anything to physically harm her, but there always was that lingering threat. His barking was always enough to suffice without any bite.

She agonized on her living room couch about it all day until her doorbell finally rang around 7pm. She jumped up and looked at herself in a mirror and did a quick fix of her hair then went to the window to look outside. On her stoop stood both OJ and TW, two of Mr. Johnson’s underlings from the gym. Sherri opened the door to let them both in with a big broad but fake smile on her face.

Sherri: “Hi guys!”

Tony: “Never mind this ‘Hi’ shit! You know why we here right?”

Sherri watched them walk in and closed the door behind them. She looked down to the floor in embarrassment before sullenly answering him.

Sherri: “Yes. I owe some money.”

Tony: “Well damn bitch, if you know then why the fuck is you dressed then? New rule starting today; from now on every Monday you are to be completely nekkid! When niggas show up collectin’ we don’t want no mother fucking clothes on our bitches!