I’ve been training you for weeks now, watching you squirm, stutter, and deny what’s so obviously true. But today? Today, I c*ll you into my office.

I noticed something. That l*ttle bottle sitting right at the top of your open gym bag the entire workout. You left it right there, didn’t you? You wanted me to see it. You wanted me to c*ll you out - and now? I have.

See, I can spot a gay client from a mile away. And let me tell you - they’re my best customers. Did you really think my wealth, success, and luxury lifestyle came from just being a personal trainer? No, no... I make insane money off weak l*ttle losers like you. It’s too easy.

So, let’s make a deal. You sign up for a full year of personal training sessions - right here, right now - and I’ll bring you into my office, fry your pathetic l*ttle brain, and let you worship my pumped-up, bulging biceps.

And let’s be honest - you’ve been practically begging for this moment. The way you always comment on my strength, how massive my arms look, how hard they feel when I flex. You can’t help yourself, can you? Asking about my sweat-soaked pits, hanging on my every move. Just accept it. Accept that I caught you, and the second you sign this annual contract, you can finally embrace who you really are.

And just like that - you snatch the pen and sign without hesitation.

That’s when I start frying your brain.

Rep after rep of inhale h*ts, each one weakening you further, each deep breath stripping away any last shred of resistance. I tower over you, flexing in my skin-tight compression gear, watching your eyes widen as I strip off my sweatpants, leaving just my boxers - showing off my massive bulge, sculpted *ss, and perfect biceps.

Then, I bring out my metronome. Because why stop at just breaking you? I want to turn your mind into absolute mush.

I flex, tease, and dominate, showing off my hairy pecs, my pits, my perfection - rubbing it in your face just how easy it was to manipulate you into signing away a full year of your money to me. And the best part? You don’t even regret it.

Because I own you now.

Themes: Gay Humiliation, Degrade, Muscle Worship, Findom, Financial Domination, Inhale, Sl*ve Training, Debt Contract

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