Athletic GIMPs
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Just a reminder that Hannah Perez has a ripped bod which looks great under duress 
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Next time I see a fit woman I will think of this.
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Always happy to be reminded of that!
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This AOH custom starring the amazingly fit Lora Cross has been released
https://www.clips4sale.com/studio/14017 ... rcross-ass
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Went back into the archives to cap the Athletic GIMP Sumiko's toned abs and ass while strung up AOH for t0rture She is a trainer and it shows!
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I thought in the context of this site this was a brave claim, one which I would be happy to put to the test..
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As her body metabolized the drugs that had kept her unconscious for her long journey to my basement, Amelia’s eyes slowly began to open.. As she drifted back into consciousness and tried to move, she soon realized that she was bound tightly to some kind of bed, her wrists and ankles widely spread and pulled tightly apart leaving her no room to do anything other than tug futilely against the thick straps holding her taut body in place. Tightly Spread eagle as she was she couldn't get much leverage to pull properly on her restraints, but her struggles did get the blood flowing around her body, and make her delightfully toned muscles and defined sinews stand out for me to admire.. She was tightly gagged, her own socks stuffed into her mouth and sealed with several turns of tape.
Amelia was still wearing her workout gear, although I had needed to remove her training shoes to get to her socks, and now that her feet and hands were the only parts of her body that were free to move, and I enjoyed watching her toes curling and spreading as her legs pulled against the unforgiving restraints.. She was fully awake and alert now so it was time to get things underway.
“Hi Amelia, it’s lovely to meet you – welcome to my basement where you will be spending the rest of your life..
I know you’re very angry right now, and you have every right to be. I know you are wondering where you are - let me just say that you are several time zones away from your home, and I can assure you that nobody will ever find you here.
You are here for a very specific reason – from your social media and general online presence you ‘ve made quite an income with your “high pain threshold” and you and I are going to put that to the test over the coming weeks, possibly months if you really are able to suffer well.
The first thing I want you to realize is that your body is no longer your own. You’ve made a career of sculpting and maintaining it, but now it belongs to me, and I will do what I want with it, and with you. Allow me to demonstrate”
Next to the bed was a small set of stainless-steel drawers, I opened the top drawer and pulled out a pair of medical shears.
I opened the blades and ran the flat edge up slowly up her sternum , pausing when the tip emerged between her breasts, and snipped the thick fabric of her sports bra, shortly followed by both the shoulder straps. The bra fell open exposing her delightfully pert breasts which lay beautifully on her chest as I yanked the stretchy garment out from underneath her, her defined ribs rising and falling with each trembling breath.
“You really do have nice breasts Amelia, and I want to be clear that just because they are tiny doesn’t mean that we can’t hurt them very much, but that is not our focus for today. “
I ran my hand down her ribs to her flat belly and rested it on her pubic mound – feeling her body tense as she sensed what was about to happen.. “That’s right Amelia , I’m going to remove your shorts: you will be completely naked, helpless and at the mercy of your captor”
Using the shears I slipped the blade under the stretchy fabric at the top of her leg and ran it upwards towards the inside of her hip bone until it protruded from the waistband.. I snipped through the elastic and the shorts pinged open, offering a tantalizing glimpse of her pussy, although not yet fully exposing her.. I repeated the cut on the left leg, and tugged the stinky garment out between her thighs.
Both her shorts and bra were crusted with dried sweat, I had grabbed her in the dark parking lot of her gym - she hadn’t showered or changed since her workout, and I carefully sealed both garments into a ziplock bag to preserve their odor.
Now her genitals lay exposed before me, exactly as I’d imagined.. There wasn’t a hint of hair or stubble, just a stark tan line where her shorts ended. Amelia had her eyes closed and was breathing slowly and deliberately, trying to maintain her calm as she waited for what was about to come.
”Now Amelia, I know you are very proud of your body and what it is capable of, but right now, as you are starting to realize, maybe for the first time in your life you are not in control of it.. That must be very scary for you my dear..”
I gently teased her labia apart, and ran my fingers slowly down her slit, the helpless athlete pulling against her restraints as I invaded her most intimate of areas. I toyed with the entrance to her vagina, but I resisted the urge to explore within even though I was desperate to know if her pussy was as tight as I’d always imagined – there would be plenty of time for that later. I likewise also ignored the tiny outlet of her urethra and focused my attention on Amelia’s most private of parts, her clitoris.
I slowly and gently rubbed her clitoral hood, causing Amelia to groan into her gag at the invasion of her most intimate area, and her own state of helplessness to prevent it. I was in no hurry whatsoever, and I continued to gently stimulate her with my fingers whilst I repositioned myself so as to be able to place my mouth against her slit. Her body was truly exquisite, there was not an ounce of fat to be found on her lean frame as I let me hands roam over her.. Finally I pushed my face against her exposed crotch, and using a practiced combination of tongue, teeth and suction it didn’t take me long to encourage her clit to swell and stand despite Amelia’s obvious unhappiness.
I laid my head on her thigh while I toyed with her swollen nub.
“There it is Amelia, your clit in all it’s glory, sliding out nice and erect from it’s hood.. Your glans is engorged, no matter how ashamed that makes you feel - see how your body has betrayed you? You are no different to any other girl that has been here, you’re just an animal whose body obeys certain instincts, you’re just a slut like all the others”. I heard her whimper at being called a slut which I made a mental note of for later..
Now came the tricky part – using an industrial PTFE thread I had tied a loop which I wanted to slip over her her clitoris and tighten to prevent it from retracting. Amelia was tightly bound but her muscular body was still able to wriggle a little and it took me several tries to get the small loop in position over her small bud. Finally I was satisfied and tightened the knot, Amelia groaning into her gag at the unexpected and deeply unpleasant sensation.. I tugged on the thread it a few times to make sure that it was secure before I pulled myself away from Amelia’s delightful pussy and stood up beside her. Her breathing had increased but was still under control – I was genuinely impressed and keen to get the next part underway.
I reached back into the drawers next to the bed and pulled out a small flask of hydrochloric acid and removed the cap – I’d taken it from the lab at work and it I didn’t need to sniff it to know it was very concentrated – the corrosive chemical burned my nostrils just diffusing out of the bottle. Amelia smelt it too – I wafted it near her face and she started coughing as the fumes burned her nostrils and the back of her throat, acerbated by only being able to breath through her nose.. I pulled out a tiny dropping pipette and drew out a minuscule amount of the corrosive liquid into the almost comically small dropper, and held it in front of her beautiful eyes, which had tears streaming them from the coughing..
”Now Amelia, this is extremely concentrated hydrochloric acid – very nasty stuff as you can smell. I’m not going to do anything as uncivilized as disfiguring that beautiful face of yours, what we are going to do is far more precise.
As I’m sure a smart woman like yourself remembers from school, the outer layer of your skin is called the epidermis. Most of the nerve endings stop below this layer in the dermis or hypodermis layers beneath.
What I’m going to do is place a tiny drop of this acid onto your clitoris, and let it dissolve the outer layer of your skin, leaving your nerve endings exposed for some other things I have planned for you later.. I can promise you that your flesh being dissolved by acid is excruciatingly painful.. On your clitoris your epidermis is very thin, so it won’t take much acid to eat through it, I’m not sure exactly how much it will take but if there is too much then it will start eating away the dermis and also your nerve endings that are contained within, and your pain will increase exponentially, oh and don’t worry – the thread I used on your clitoris won’t dissolve, I chose it specifically for that reason.
I could see Amelia was preparing herself for the upcoming torture, she had closed her eyes, her hands were balled into tight fists and her breathing was in short, sharp breaths – she was ready.
I touched the dropper onto her purple, swollen clitoris and squeezed the bulb gently, making sure the liquid covered the whole surface. The screaming began immediately.
“OK Amelia, lets find out how good you really are at suffering.. “
Additional images here..
As her body metabolized the drugs that had kept her unconscious for her long journey to my basement, Amelia’s eyes slowly began to open.. As she drifted back into consciousness and tried to move, she soon realized that she was bound tightly to some kind of bed, her wrists and ankles widely spread and pulled tightly apart leaving her no room to do anything other than tug futilely against the thick straps holding her taut body in place. Tightly Spread eagle as she was she couldn't get much leverage to pull properly on her restraints, but her struggles did get the blood flowing around her body, and make her delightfully toned muscles and defined sinews stand out for me to admire.. She was tightly gagged, her own socks stuffed into her mouth and sealed with several turns of tape.
Amelia was still wearing her workout gear, although I had needed to remove her training shoes to get to her socks, and now that her feet and hands were the only parts of her body that were free to move, and I enjoyed watching her toes curling and spreading as her legs pulled against the unforgiving restraints.. She was fully awake and alert now so it was time to get things underway.
“Hi Amelia, it’s lovely to meet you – welcome to my basement where you will be spending the rest of your life..
I know you’re very angry right now, and you have every right to be. I know you are wondering where you are - let me just say that you are several time zones away from your home, and I can assure you that nobody will ever find you here.
You are here for a very specific reason – from your social media and general online presence you ‘ve made quite an income with your “high pain threshold” and you and I are going to put that to the test over the coming weeks, possibly months if you really are able to suffer well.
The first thing I want you to realize is that your body is no longer your own. You’ve made a career of sculpting and maintaining it, but now it belongs to me, and I will do what I want with it, and with you. Allow me to demonstrate”
Next to the bed was a small set of stainless-steel drawers, I opened the top drawer and pulled out a pair of medical shears.
I opened the blades and ran the flat edge up slowly up her sternum , pausing when the tip emerged between her breasts, and snipped the thick fabric of her sports bra, shortly followed by both the shoulder straps. The bra fell open exposing her delightfully pert breasts which lay beautifully on her chest as I yanked the stretchy garment out from underneath her, her defined ribs rising and falling with each trembling breath.
“You really do have nice breasts Amelia, and I want to be clear that just because they are tiny doesn’t mean that we can’t hurt them very much, but that is not our focus for today. “
I ran my hand down her ribs to her flat belly and rested it on her pubic mound – feeling her body tense as she sensed what was about to happen.. “That’s right Amelia , I’m going to remove your shorts: you will be completely naked, helpless and at the mercy of your captor”
Using the shears I slipped the blade under the stretchy fabric at the top of her leg and ran it upwards towards the inside of her hip bone until it protruded from the waistband.. I snipped through the elastic and the shorts pinged open, offering a tantalizing glimpse of her pussy, although not yet fully exposing her.. I repeated the cut on the left leg, and tugged the stinky garment out between her thighs.
Both her shorts and bra were crusted with dried sweat, I had grabbed her in the dark parking lot of her gym - she hadn’t showered or changed since her workout, and I carefully sealed both garments into a ziplock bag to preserve their odor.
Now her genitals lay exposed before me, exactly as I’d imagined.. There wasn’t a hint of hair or stubble, just a stark tan line where her shorts ended. Amelia had her eyes closed and was breathing slowly and deliberately, trying to maintain her calm as she waited for what was about to come.
”Now Amelia, I know you are very proud of your body and what it is capable of, but right now, as you are starting to realize, maybe for the first time in your life you are not in control of it.. That must be very scary for you my dear..”
I gently teased her labia apart, and ran my fingers slowly down her slit, the helpless athlete pulling against her restraints as I invaded her most intimate of areas. I toyed with the entrance to her vagina, but I resisted the urge to explore within even though I was desperate to know if her pussy was as tight as I’d always imagined – there would be plenty of time for that later. I likewise also ignored the tiny outlet of her urethra and focused my attention on Amelia’s most private of parts, her clitoris.
I slowly and gently rubbed her clitoral hood, causing Amelia to groan into her gag at the invasion of her most intimate area, and her own state of helplessness to prevent it. I was in no hurry whatsoever, and I continued to gently stimulate her with my fingers whilst I repositioned myself so as to be able to place my mouth against her slit. Her body was truly exquisite, there was not an ounce of fat to be found on her lean frame as I let me hands roam over her.. Finally I pushed my face against her exposed crotch, and using a practiced combination of tongue, teeth and suction it didn’t take me long to encourage her clit to swell and stand despite Amelia’s obvious unhappiness.
I laid my head on her thigh while I toyed with her swollen nub.
“There it is Amelia, your clit in all it’s glory, sliding out nice and erect from it’s hood.. Your glans is engorged, no matter how ashamed that makes you feel - see how your body has betrayed you? You are no different to any other girl that has been here, you’re just an animal whose body obeys certain instincts, you’re just a slut like all the others”. I heard her whimper at being called a slut which I made a mental note of for later..
Now came the tricky part – using an industrial PTFE thread I had tied a loop which I wanted to slip over her her clitoris and tighten to prevent it from retracting. Amelia was tightly bound but her muscular body was still able to wriggle a little and it took me several tries to get the small loop in position over her small bud. Finally I was satisfied and tightened the knot, Amelia groaning into her gag at the unexpected and deeply unpleasant sensation.. I tugged on the thread it a few times to make sure that it was secure before I pulled myself away from Amelia’s delightful pussy and stood up beside her. Her breathing had increased but was still under control – I was genuinely impressed and keen to get the next part underway.
I reached back into the drawers next to the bed and pulled out a small flask of hydrochloric acid and removed the cap – I’d taken it from the lab at work and it I didn’t need to sniff it to know it was very concentrated – the corrosive chemical burned my nostrils just diffusing out of the bottle. Amelia smelt it too – I wafted it near her face and she started coughing as the fumes burned her nostrils and the back of her throat, acerbated by only being able to breath through her nose.. I pulled out a tiny dropping pipette and drew out a minuscule amount of the corrosive liquid into the almost comically small dropper, and held it in front of her beautiful eyes, which had tears streaming them from the coughing..
”Now Amelia, this is extremely concentrated hydrochloric acid – very nasty stuff as you can smell. I’m not going to do anything as uncivilized as disfiguring that beautiful face of yours, what we are going to do is far more precise.
As I’m sure a smart woman like yourself remembers from school, the outer layer of your skin is called the epidermis. Most of the nerve endings stop below this layer in the dermis or hypodermis layers beneath.
What I’m going to do is place a tiny drop of this acid onto your clitoris, and let it dissolve the outer layer of your skin, leaving your nerve endings exposed for some other things I have planned for you later.. I can promise you that your flesh being dissolved by acid is excruciatingly painful.. On your clitoris your epidermis is very thin, so it won’t take much acid to eat through it, I’m not sure exactly how much it will take but if there is too much then it will start eating away the dermis and also your nerve endings that are contained within, and your pain will increase exponentially, oh and don’t worry – the thread I used on your clitoris won’t dissolve, I chose it specifically for that reason.
I could see Amelia was preparing herself for the upcoming torture, she had closed her eyes, her hands were balled into tight fists and her breathing was in short, sharp breaths – she was ready.
I touched the dropper onto her purple, swollen clitoris and squeezed the bulb gently, making sure the liquid covered the whole surface. The screaming began immediately.
“OK Amelia, lets find out how good you really are at suffering.. “
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