Editor's note: this fictional work contains scenes of fictional rough, reluctant, dubiously consensual, consensually non-consensual (CNC), or non-consensual sex or scenarios.
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Entree
Sophie was home alone today. Tom, her boyfriend, was out with his buddies.
So today she had extra peace and quiet for her daily fitness program. She put her hair up, rolled out her yoga mat and put her AirPods in her ears. Then she picked out an outfit.
She decided on her high necked ruby red ballet leotard with the long sleeves and round back neckline. Over it she put on a pair of black stirrup ballet tights. Then she slipped into a pair of long sauna pants, which had such a high waistband that her upper body was also kept nice and warm. Later, she would take the pants off.
Sophie started with a light cardio workout followed by some floor barre exercises to warm up her body. To make it a little more strenuous, she tied a couple of weight cuffs around her petite ankles.
The sweat pants lived up to their name, they really didn't let any moisture escape, so it wasn't long before Sophie was drenched in sweat. Nevertheless, she left the pants on for a while - it couldn't hurt to lose a few more grams of fat...
Sophie actually had the perfect body for dancing: Her feet were so flexible that the other girls at the ballet school envied her for it. The ballet gods had also been good to her in terms of her proportions: she had graceful arms, endlessly long, slender legs, a long neck, and a short torso with a narrow waist and petite breasts. The only thing she didn't like was her butt. It was very firm, but a bit too big for her taste.
Adage
Finally, Sophie took off her sweat pants and continued with some stretching exercises.
She lay down with her back on her yoga mat, stretched her legs vertically upward, and then let them slide apart. The weights quickly pulled her legs toward the floor.
The feeling was indescribably beautiful. Sophie closed her eyes and felt her muscles relax. After a few seconds, her feet touched the floor and her legs were open in a perfect split.
Of course, the stretch hurt her, but it was a pleasant pain that she had learned to love. Besides, Sophie knew from her years of training that stretching had to hurt to be effective. Over the years, she had come to know her body and its limits so well that she could tell when it was better to stop. But she was nowhere near that point.
Sophie lifted her head slightly and looked between her breasts at the mirror facing her. She smirked as she saw her legs resting in the splits on the floor. The pale skin of her inner thighs and her taut buttocks shimmered through the stretched fabric of the ballet tights. The tension had also pressed their seam so tightly into Sophie's crotch that her labia were clearly visible beneath the sweaty leotard. On any other occasion she would have been incredibly embarrassed, but tonight she found it quite sexy. She enjoyed the sight and the nice feeling of the slight pressure of the seam on her pearl.
In general, stretching turned her on quite a bit. She liked the feeling of pushing her limits, even if it was painful at times. It even gave her pleasure. Before she knew Tom, she had often climaxed during her stretching exercises.
Sophie took a deep breath and felt the heat rise in her body. She thought of Tom and how she missed him. How nice it would be if he were here now to watch her stretch. She wondered if he would find it as sexy as she did with her labia peeking out from under her leotard. She had to smile as she imagined him watching her do it and telling her how incredibly hot she looked. How he joined her on the mat and helped her stretch her legs even further apart. How he caressed her thighs and whispered how much he loved her. And how he finally brought her to an intense orgasm while she remained in her splits.
Variation pour la danseuse
But then Sophie suppressed the thought, because she wanted to test her limits today and find out how far her body would let her go. Besides, Tom wasn't there and she just wanted to take advantage of that.