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RE I keep her under the floorboards Samples Worked Out Anthony slung his towel over his shoulder as he emerged from gyms the private bathroom, the smell of his ocean breeze body wash lingered behind him as he made his way towards the front entrance to see what Laura wanted. He was dressed simply, black mesh shorts hung low on his narrow hips, a grey moisture wicking t-shirt clung to his muscled chest and revealed his tattooed right arm, and socks with Adidas flip flops completed the look. With his wavy brown shoulder length hair and a beard that managed to emphasize his chiseled features and deep set, honeyed eyes, most people felt he belonged more on the beach than in the gym, but no one could mistake him for someone who didnt work out regularly. In fact, staying in shape was his lifes work. The discipline, the challenge, the results. All of it together made him feel like he was in control of his life and to get paid to do it was just icing on the cake. The 61 34 year old was surprised at how lucrative working as a trainer could be, but when your body was your selling point, and social media was one tap away, building your brand didnt take much. This generation is all about bettering yourself in all aspects and he was genuinely happy to help others reach that goal. Proof of that was right in front of him as he scanned the gym. It was 9am and people were already well into their workouts. There were people whod only been there a few days now and some who were regulars. Old, young, skinny, fat, attention seekers and those who were there to get in and out. When you take in the variety, theres really no excuse for someone to not workout. Nodding to Lewis behind the food counter, he sat down at the bar and pointed to the overhead menu. Can I get a mango ginger smoothie with a shot of whey protein. You can put it on my account. Lewis nodded and got to work just as Laura approached him. Morning, youve got a new client! I set him up a few minutes ago so hes good to go. His name is William and hes a cute little 21 year old dough boy. Lewis placed the drink near Anthony with a snort. Dough boy? Really Laura? She just shrugged and smiled. The description was fairly accurate and she was sure whoever he was dating thought he was probably comfy as hell. There was no shame in having a little extra in her mind. Laura nudged him slightly before motioning to the public locker entrance. Thats him over there. Hes a character. Ive never seen someone so...sad to get healthy. She mused. What about my class? Is he starting today or what? Why she chose him when there were other open trainers, he didnt know. Trevor will handle it today. I see the look on your face now and you can stop. Marcus wife is due soon so his schedule is erratic and Trevor has been....not at his best lately so Im not handing a newbie to him right now. Anthonys brow rose. So hes filling in for me why? Laura rolled her eyes and handed him his smoothie. Dont be a dick and be nice to him, okay? He wants to start today. When am I ever not nice? Anthonys flashed a bright smile as he began walking towards William. Laura shook her head with a smirk and walked back towards the reception desk. Truth be told, Anthony could be a bit of a hard ass, but he never pushed someone further than they were willing to go. Afterall, it was his job to make sure his clients met their potential even when they felt like they had none. Anthony took in Williams frame. He wasnt obese and he couldnt even say the boy was fat, but he was definitely getting there. He had to give it to the guy for coming in to get himself together. That was often the hardest part.well that and continuing to come everyday, but that was where Anthony stepped in as a personal trainer and part of what made him a hard ass. He kept tabs on his clients, much to their initial surprise. The overwhelmed look of Williams face was amusing to say the least, but he refrained from commenting as he came into his line of sight and held out his hand. How're doing? Im Anthony Broderick, your personal trainer. His voice was low, strong and clear. No one ever complained that he was hard to hear. Laura told me you took care of all the paperwork already so were almost good to go. There are a few tests and questions Im going to go through with you to assess where you are before we really dig in. Anthony motioned for William to follow as he began moving towards one of the private rooms. You can follow me. Were just going somewhere I little quieter and less distracting. Have you worked out before? Done any sports or training? Body Barter The inside of Karlas mouth worked as if playing with some unfavorable taste in her mouth, and it was true enough that she wouldn't like whatever begging she was sure to do if the look in Shawns bottomless eyes was anything to go by. She offered a tight smile as she slid past him, leaving a scented trail of amber behind her. She stood in the middle of the room, looking around without really seeing anything. This wasnt her first time in his apartment, she just hoped it wouldnt be her last. The letter in her hands suddenly felt heavy as she directed his attention there. I um She cleared her throat and tried again. I received my eviction notice and wanted to see if there was anything I could do to stay here. Get more time. You could pay your rent Karla. That would be the first step. Karla couldnt understand why this man put her on edge. She dealt with a lot of different people without an issue but she always felt like she was stepping into the principals office when she came, always wondering if she was in trouble. Maybe it was because she often was. She folded her arms underneath her chest as she tried to gather her thoughts, realizing too late that it would have been smart to come there with a plan in mind. I could tell you that I could pick up a second job, but assuming I can get hired and receive a paycheck before the month is up would be nave of me. I will look for other means of income, but I would just be lying to both of us if I said I could get you the money youre asking for in one month. Karla knew she wasnt painting a pretty picture, but she needed to say this, needed him to know she wasnt trying to pull one over on him. She just wasnt that kind of person. It would cost me more money to move than it would to stay here. I know its not your problem, but asking me to leave would just be me ending up on the street again. I dont know anyone where, what little family I do have in the states couldnt give a damn about me, and those luxuries people call emergency funds are nonexistent to me. Ive worked my ass off to get here and I dont think I could stand it if I lost this. Her voice was a whisper by the time she finished, forcing herself to breathe through the pain in her chest and the tears threatening to blur her vision. She wasnt going to break down in front of him. She down at the hardwood floor for a moment to recollect herself, short curls obscuring her face as she steeled herself to present the one option that she hoped just might work, hoped didnt diminish what little respect he probably held for her at this point. Im not asking for a free pass. And you remember the rumors. He wasnt one to turn down a pretty face and this complex had a healthy number of them. Karla lived here long enough to hear the gossip. A lot of the tenants seemed to have a hard to keeping their nose out of peoples business if it meant theyd have a story to tell in the elevator. It was one of the reasons she preferred taking the stairs. Even so, she was glad for the few times she managed to have an open ear. Her eyes met his, unwavering in their determination. I will come up with the money if you can just give me a few more months. I swear on my parents grave. In the meantime, all I can offer you is myself. She gnawed on her lower lip until it came away red and angry before forcing the rest of the words out. The blush that formed on her chest, spread to her neck and her cheeks were warm with embarrassment from the situation. You can use me. Ill do whatever you want. If you need someone to keep the building up, I can help. You need any errands run, or food cooked, Im a phone call away. If you need company Her head tilted slightly as she swallowed, her mothers voice reminding her that no amount of money, nothing was worth selling yourself or your dignity for. Karla was just glad she wasnt there to see her now. My door is always open. She shrugged halfheartedly, as a small shaky smile came to her face, completely at odds with the deep crease between her brows and sadness in her honeyed eyes. It was clear that this wasnt something Karla took lightly, it wasnt a just a choice she decided to make from her long list of options. She just kept reminding herself that it would be a temporary thing, that he didnt have to take advantage of what she was offering. Shawn was many things to Karla, but he had always been kind and respectful in his dealings with her. She didnt know what went on behind closed doors nor did she think much about it until now. But she couldnt help but think that, regardless of what choice he made, he would remain that way. Thats all I have for you Shawn. It Could Be Worse I shouldnt have left. With bated breath, Nora McAdams lumbered through the forest with nowhere to go. Each step seeming harder than the last, but she knew she shouldn't stop. After travelling for three hot days, she realized she wasnt cut out for living in the woods. Water was low, food was hard to come by, and her skin was starting to burn from the sun. Even so, her hideout had been overrun by walkers for the third time, she knew staying in city was a death wish. There were too many blind spots, too many people looking for shelter, food. She couldnt afford to get caught by anything or anyone. It was hard sometimes to walk past people who were injured or alone. After spending three years in a profession where it was her duty to help and care for people, turning her back felt wrong. And even though life in the forest was scarce, she couldnt help feeling like she mightve made the wrong decision. What was she going to do when the food ran out? Yeah she could build a fire, but she couldnt hunt. Hell even if she could, she was too scared the smoke would attract unwanted attention. She could handle the a few walkers but people were a different story. There were no buildings to hide in. No diversions. It was too late to turn back now though. She didnt even remember how to get back to the main road. Tired and with nowhere to go she paused at a tree to catch her breath. It was hot being dressed in black boots, skinny jeans, and a white long sleeved shirt but it protected her a bit more if a walker ever grabbed her and kept her warm during the colder nights. No one said survival would be a walk in the park. The sun was thankfully starting to set and with any luck, shed be able to find a tree sturdy enough for her to hide out in. Squatting down, she dropped her backpack and pulled out the canteen to moisten her parched throat. Nora heard them before she saw them and knew then it was too late to do anything. Dropping her water, her hand immediately went to the knife at her belt as she turned towards the voices, body tense, eyes alert. Her heart jumped as she saw three men slowly approaching her. The two on the outside seemed unarmed, but the one in the middle held a machete in his hands. Well, well, well. Look what we have here. With each step they took towards her, she took one back. A quick assessment told her she couldnt out run them. While one was fat, the other two seemed like theyd have no problem catching up to her as tired as she was. Licking her lips she scanned the area to see if there were any walkers around, anything at all really that could help her. With her pulse sounding in her ears, and her breath heightening, she knew she was in trouble. Calm down Nora. The grip on her knife tightened as she finally opened her mouth. If youre looking for supplies my bag is right behind you. Take what you want and leave. I dont want any trouble. The man in the middle laughed while the other two look her up and down, smirks on their cracked lips. Oh its not your supplies we want honey, but well be sure to use those too. The middle one who spoke a d who she assumed was their leader, tightened his grip on his weapon while the other two drifted away from him and stalked closer to her. His voice was light but she heard his gruff intentions clearly. She knew the look in their eyes. Shed seen in it many times since everything went to shit. People dropped their facades of morality when there was no one to stop them, not justice system to keep them off the streets. Shed witnessed the brutality of men when they cornered women in the streets while people were too crazed to notice. Sheremembered feeling guilty for not helping them, for thinking of herself. Her job was to save people, yet she turned a blind eye. Maybe this was karma. Or maybe she was just the idiot who shouldve been more aware of her surroundings. She let her guard down when she shouldnt have. Dont do this. She couldnt keep the tremor from her voice when she spoke. She wouldnt admit it, and hoped she didnt show it, but she was afraid. Their leaders eyes, lightened at her plea. The ice in them made it clear that he had not sympathy, no compassion. Dont do what? You? Oh Im afraid I cant agree to that. You see its been a long time since weve had some fresh meat and you just dont give that up. Boys. With a nod in Noras direction the other two sprinted towards her and she immediately turned to run. She managed a couple of minutes before they caught up to her, one of them snatching the back of her tank top and pulling her to the ground. The impact knocked the air out of her lungs, but it didnt stop her from lashing out with her knife. A loud curse let her know she hurt one of them but it didnt stop the other from stomping on her hand. A cry escaped her throat as pain shot through her wrist and she dropped the knife. You little bitch! A kick to her stomach had her seeing spots as a hand wrapped around her throat until she couldnt breathe, and a face came into her line of vision. It was the fat one. He bent down to straddle her while the other grabbed her arms and held them down so she wouldnt fight. His breath smelled stale and sick as he leaned into her. Im gonna have some fun with you! No, no, no. She tried to buck the man off, but it was no use, it only made the man on top of her more excited as he backhanded her twice with enough force to draw blood. Now not too rough Martin. Whats the point of fucking her if you mess up that pretty face her hers? Kyle tie her hands and feet. She wheezed in air as the hand around her neck was removed and her shirt was ripped open. Closing her eyes, she fought the urge to cry as hands squeezed her breast before they forced her onto her stomach and pushed her face into the ground. Bile rose in her throat as she felt hands on her back and fought against the restraints with renewed vigor, but it was no use. The feeling of fingers at the waist of her pants had her protesting again as she tried to think of anything that would help her. This wasnt how she wanted to die. She didnt want someone to find her broken and raped. Helpless. Shed rather die. NO! You fucking piece of shit! Get off me! The snarl ripped from her throat as she felt hands teasing the waistband of her jeans and knew they were toying with her. Now dont be that way. I like when you struggle baby, but thats only gonna make it harder for you. The amusement in their leader's voice made her want to scream. He dropped the machete next to her head, taunting her. It wasnt long before she heard the sound of his jeans unzipping and her jaw clenched as she tried, and failed, to prepare for what was about to happen. Now why dont you take a break and save that energy for my other two brothers? No Good Deed Haley was on a trip home from visiting some friends in Canada when everything went to shit. The twenty four year old never even made it back home. On the way there, someone walked on to the tracks before the train had time to stop. It was only later that they realized it was one of those things, a human that turned. No one knew what happened news broadcasts called it a national emergency and later a world one. Whatever was infecting people was spreading too fast to be contained or studied. They told everyone to get to designated areas before all broadcasting shut down. Haley was too far from any of the points theyd mentioned so she decided her best bet was to get to the cabin that her family used to travel to during the summers. It was dangerous, true, but she knew how to survive out there and the cities were far worse. She hadnt anticipated it taking two months, but she learned quickly to stay off the main roads. Between staying out of sight, staying fed, and sleeping it wasnt that bad. Staying fed was why she was in the deserted grocery store contemplating dated canned steak. She made sure to check every inch of the place before gathering supplies. Unfortunately, for her, it wasnt good enough. The quick sound of footsteps made her turn suddenly only for her neck to snap back as a heavy hand connected with her jaw. The blood that immediately pooled in her mouth was followed by a burst of pain and a ringing in her ears as she hit the shelf. Her hand went for the gun at her waist, but before she had time to regain her bearings, it was twisted from her hands and she was being pulled back by the ponytail and dragged down the aisle. An involuntary scream wrenched from her mouth as she felt her individual hairs being pulled from her scalp. Fucking, fuck! Looks like we got ourselves a screamer! A swift kick to her abdomen quieted any of Haleys cries as her diaphragm froze. The retching sounds that sprung from her throat only seemed to rile her assailants. This wasnt happening. Shed survived for two months on her own. It couldnt go down like this. As much as I like the sound, we cant have you calling unwanted attention. Terrance and Luke, keep watch while we take care of our little guest. We know how much you like sloppy seconds. Blinking through the pain, she managed to see four blurred bodies, and the man dragging her abruptly let go. Wheezing past the pain in her stomach she scrambled to try to get away, her brain in flight mode despite the odds. A sharp laugh rang out at her attempt as a shoe shoved her back onto the ground, her breast pressing painfully onto the cold surface. She tried to push up but didnt have to energy or upper body strength and felt the first tears of frustration. If only it were that easy, baby. Imagine our surprise when we saw you crawling your cute little ass through that window! You really know how to move. A hiss of pain escaped her lips as a pair of hands twisted her arms sharply behind her back, bound her with a zip tie, and hauled her to her feet by the back of her shirt. Shock faded as her ire rose at finally setting eyes on one of her assailants. The man in front of her was a little taller than her out 54 height, lean, and middle aged. He had the devil in his light eyes and a smirk slashed across his face. Like what you see? Her only response was to spit in his face, saliva and blood mixing together to create a thick film on face. She saw the anger flare on his face and winced as the man holding her bent her arm at an unnatural angle. I suggest you not waste what little fluid you have. I know how much you cunts hate a dry fuck. He snatched her face between his hands and moved closer, alcohol staining his words. And dont think we dont plan on using each and every one of the holes you got. Pushing her face away he turned away and walked through and open door down aisle. The man behind Haley tried to push her towards the door, but she dug her heels in until he was forced to drag her. She did whatever she could to make the short distance harder for him, hoping it would tire him out. There was no real chance that she would make it out of here alive, but she wasnt about to lay down and just take it. The man handling her threw her small frame the rest of the way through the door like it was nothing, her back smacking hard into a desk. The leader pulled her up off the floor by her shirt, effectively chocking her, and slammed her face into the desk once. Now I want you to listen. Then again. If youre a good little slut, we wont kill you. And again. She felt her vision blurring once more as the room started to spin. They were toying with her and she was barely holding on, but in that moment, consciousness would be a blessing. Fuck up this special moment and well let the eaters get you. Understand? He mashed her face into the desk as he leaned into her line of vision. Do. You. Understand. He smiled, waiting. Seeing the total lack of anything human in his eyes made something in her snap, her vision tunneling as she got another rush of adrenaline. You fucking coward! The words were snarled as she bucked and kicked against him. She struggled against the restraints on her arms despite the prevalent pain in her wrists. Only a bitch like you would need a bunch of fucking lackys to get a woman! Why dont you go suck each other off, you fucking scum! Just remember I tried. Guys you know the drill. The leader smacked her ass before stepping back and letting the other two men take over. Lifting her up, one ripped through her shirt and bra, fingers mauling, pinching, assaulting her nipples and breast while the other took a knife to her jeans and panties. Any attempt to resist or spew whatever filth she could at them was met with a backhand to the face until she was clad in only her boots and the panties they shoved in her mouth. By the time they were done with her she couldnt stand on her own, not that they wanted to. Back on the table. And tie her legs to each end. The two did what was asked without a word as her fully exposed breast were pressed against metal the table. She couldnt tell whether she shiver was from the cold surface, or the feeling of their leader standing behind her. She clenched her jaw as she felt a hot hand on her ass. Hmm small waist, big perky tits, nice ass. I wonder if anybodys been in it. I guess well find out soon enough. Its a wonder youve managed to make it this long. The sounds of pants unbuckling made her breath hitch as she started to slowly sit up. That only caused one of them to slam her back down. She really doesnt learn, does she? The other two men cackled. Haley wanted to end their lives, pictured throwing their dismembered bodies to a herd of those monsters outside. Even if she died today, she hoped her screams got their attention. Why dont you teach her then? There was a slight pause before she heard the clank of metal and snapping sound. Her blood ran cold as her body did the opposite of what she wanted, becoming hyper aware of her senses as it tried to figure out what was about to come. She knew every hit, every cock, every pain would be felt until her senses dulled again. I think I will. Haley couldnt stop the scream that followed as the first lick of leather hit her ass. They wanted to make sure she felt the full range of emotions before they were done with her. Last edited Mar 8, 2019