Amy had the perfect figure for a model, her slim shoulders curved into a tiny waist and then out over the cutest of hips and down into long slim legs. Yet she looked on jealously at the only other person in the gym.
Sarah was sitting on the leg press where her strong athletic legs were moving almost half the stack of weights. Like Amy, the woman was in her early thirties and like Amy the woman had long brown hair in a ponytail. Amy observed the woman discretely, her white trainers with hidden socks leading up to muscular legs and on to an athlete's butt. Her thighs in particular were from a Greek goddess, tanned and chiselled and flexing effortlessly with the weight.
Amy was lost in thought as her eyes worked their way up the woman's body. Short pink gym short and a fitted white gym top, with every muscle on the way toned to perfection. The woman finished her set, towelled down the machine and walked out of the gym.
The gym was in the basement of their apartment block. It was only small, but was free to use and usually empty. Those who did use it were often corporate types, like Amy, who just dabbled with a few machines. Sarah was different, she was a dancer, she had the body Amy had always wanted, the natural team captain, the mesomorph, the sexy strong female form.
Sexy? Surely Amy didn't really think that, she was straight. Maybe she could just appreciate the athletic female form. She stood there trying to reassure herself that she didn't fancy girls.
But with Sarah gone, Amy was alone in the gym. She walked slowly over to the leg press and touched the padded seat that Sarah had used. It was still warm, not surprising given those thighs Amy thought. With no one in sight, she knelt down and touched her cheek against the warm black padded seat. This was crazy, she didn't go with girls, but still it felt nice. She closed her eyes and breathed in for just a moment.
When Sarah returned a few minutes later Amy was lying on her back with her arms stretched up and over her head. She sneaked another glimpse of the Greek goddess and then, with the picture of the woman in her mind, closed her eyes and stretched.
"What?" Amy cried as she opened her eyes in an attempt to keep up with reality.
Sarah was kneeling down so that she was sitting on top of Amy's outstretched arms, with her thighs running down either side of Amy's bewildered face. The top of Amy's head was pushed up against the crotch of Sarah's gym shorts. Amy's legs thrashed around with little effect, as her arms were completely immobilise under Sarah butt.
"What did it smell like?" Sarah asked.
"What?" Amy cried.
"The leg press seat?"
Shit! The woman must have seen her, Amy was completely embarrassed. Too embarrassed to look straight up into the woman's eyes, Amy had to look sideways at the woman's thighs which towered up above her head. They looked enormous and incredibly strong. Amy's slim body struggled pathetically beneath her.
Sarah stated to bring her thighs together, moving closer to Amy's head. The smaller woman started to panic as the thighs closed in on her. Amy's heart was close to exploding as she turned her head so that her lips were touching Sarah's inner thigh. She was about to kiss it, but stopped at the last moment. What was happening? Surely she wasn't interested in women?
At that moment someone walked down the corridor and past the open gym door. Sarah jumped up, releasing Amy who took the opportunity to jump up and run for the open door. She ran back to her apartment in a state of aroused terror and collapsed on the bed.
Amy couldn't sleep that night as fantasies ran wild through her mind. She had received a call from her new boyfriend, but had not even bothered to reply, she just wasn't interested. She couldn't decide whether it had been the sexy woman or the fact that she had been restrained that had turned her on so wildly. She hadn't thought of herself as either bi or into bondage, obviously she was into at least one of them. 'I was completely helpless' she kept saying to herself, the words rebuilding her excitement.
She put her head between her own thighs and squeezed. It wasn't the same, but it did help her relive some of the earlier excitement. With her head still in place, she tightened a belt around her thighs and closed her eyes.
At the same time the next day, Amy returned to the gym, lay down on the mat and waited until for the woman to return. This time Sarah was wearing small orange gym shorts and fitted white gym top.
"Stretching again?" Sarah asked, as she walked over to Amy.
"Hi again." Amy stuttered.
Sarah looked down at the slim brunette who was wearing the sexiest of gym kit and who was lying in exactly the same place as the previous day.
Yesterday Sarah had been genuinely annoyed when she saw the woman put her face where her own butt had been just seconds earlier. She'd decided to sit on her, pin her to the floor to humiliate her, to confront the kinky woman with no chance of her escaping. She'd sat on boyfriends before and even they had been hard pressed to escape her.
But strangely that simple act had turned her on. Unlike most women, Sarah liked her own body and it felt sexy to use it against another woman. The fact that the other woman had felt the same had only doubled the effect.
"You liked what I did to you yesterday, didn't you?"
"Why do you say that?" Amy replied as she blushed.
"Because if you hadn't you wouldn't be lying on the floor where I could so easily sit on you again."
Amy's facial expressions and deep breathing were giving away her feelings.
"I just want to stretch." Amy replied nervously.
"Fine, I just want to work out on this bench."
Amy didn't answer, but swallowed with nervous excitement twitching through her face as Sarah pulled the gym bench across the floor and positioned it so that the legs were either side of Amy neck, with the support bar connecting the two legs resting above her throat. With Amy head directly underneath the end of the bench, Sarah sat down on top.
"Now you can stretch and I can work out." Sarah said as she sat there and looked down at her prey.
Amy tried to wriggle free and then when she couldn't, used all of her limited strength to push up against the weight of Sarah and the bench. She then smiled when she realised she was trapped.
Sarah watched the scene in the reflection from the large mirror, admiring both her own body and the attractive woman struggling beneath.
"You're kind of kinky." Sarah concluded as she sat completely motionless on the bench.
"And you aren't?" Amy replied, a slight smile on her face.
"I didn't say that." Sarah purred.
They talked for a few minutes sharing names and other pleasantries. As they spoke Sarah opened her legs wider as she watched Amy's body move beneath her. Amy had the slim lithe body that Sarah had wanted as a teenager, although the limited strength of such a physique was now evident, Amy had no hope of getting out from underneath the bench.
Sarah didn't like being out of control, although judging by the slow rhythmic movements beneath her, it wasn't a trait shared by Amy. With Amy's head out of sight, Sarah placed her hands on the front of her own shorts and gently massaged. Fuck, this was the sexiest she'd felt for a long time.
"Come with me." Sarah said, finally standing up and lifting the bench.
She helped Amy to her feet and positioned her hands behind her back and used one hand to grips both of Amy's thumbs, creating an effective handcuff. She then grabbed her bag and led Amy out of the gym and into the women's showers where there was a small bank of lockers.
While still restraining Amy's hands, Sarah dug her spare hand into her bag looking for money for the coin operated locker.
"Oh, I need two hands for this," Sarah complained as she pushed Amy down on to her knees, "so you can go in here." she continued as she pushed Amy's head between her legs.
Sarah closed her thighs and then released Amy's thumbs. Amy immediately reached for the thighs that wrapped around her head and tried to pull them apart. When that failed, she simply caressed them and then reached up to the orange shorts just above her and felt the shape of the woman's butt
"Think you can escape?" Sarah purred as the situation only added to her arousal.
"Do you think I want to?
"I don't think you do." Sarah replied, her pleasure building by the moment.
Sarah had now found a coin for the locker and not being able to wait a moment longer, opened her legs and pushed Amy backwards into the waiting steel box.
"Just for a moment, I promise."
Amy was smiling with excitement as Sarah closed the locker and turned the key. Inside all went dark and silent, other than the sound of the coin dropping into the locking mechanism. Amy listened to the clicks as the key was removed.
Sarah dropped the key into her pocket and then ran to the shower. She turned on the water and stripped off her gym kit. She stepped into the hot water and touched herself, finishing off what Amy had so effectively started, the sound of the water hopefully covering any inadvertent moans.
With wet hair and only a towel wrapped around her, Sarah fished through her discarded gym kit for the key, although having found it she put it down on the bench and started to dry her hair. Why should she rush, there was no way Amy was getting out.
"Was that fun?" Sarah asked when she eventually opened the locker.
"I guess." Amy was embarrassed to admit what a rush it had been to be locked up.
"Really fun?" Sarah asked looking down at Amy's crotch.
"Maybe if you gave me more time." she smiled coyly.
Sarah smiled suggestively as she picked up the coin that had dropped out of the lock and into the tray below. "Another ride?" she asked as she slotted the coin back into the lock. Amy nodded.
"Enjoy then." Sarah purred as she slowly closed the door, turned the key and continued to dry her naked body.
The next evening they met at the gym and were pleased to see that they were again alone. Sarah walked in wearing a red fitted shoulderless gym top and white cotton shorts that only just covered her butt. Her long dark hair was in a pony tail and Amy noticed a trace of makeup. The tight clothing only emphasised her athletic physique.
Amy, who was already sitting on the mat, lay down with her arms above her head as Sarah walked over.
"Good evening." Sarah smiled.
