Saturday, 26 May 2012
Sir Ian's Stable pt1 - At The Gym
Helen Carter had found her first three weeks at Newbourne Law to be much less of a trauma than she had expected it to be. All her friends and family had told her that life in the "real world" was different ball game to that of school and college. Of course they were right to a certain extent, things like getting up to get to work on time, coping with the rush hour public transport where timetables are really just at best a guideline, and at worst a mere wish list, but she took all of that in her stride and after the first week she had acclimatised herself to that side of things.
The other thing she had been warned about was office politics, this had proven to be pointless worry, all the other girls had welcomed their new young recruit into the fold, in fact they had all gone out of their way to be helpful!
All had gone out of their way that is apart from Andrea and Chloe, an enigmatic couple who seemed to more or less keep their own company. Not that they were unpleasant, in fact they always spoke to Helen with broad gleaming white smiles upon their faces, always said "hi how's thing's this morning?" and "night have a nice evening", but that was more or less as far as conversation went with either of them, but not just with Helen though it seemed to be that way with everyone else as well.
Their calm pleasant aloofness fascinated Helen, at lunchtimes in the company canteen she always listened out for bitchy comments about Andrea and Chloe from the other girls, but oddly none were ever forthcoming, it was almost like they weren't even aware of this mysterious pair working in the same office.
Helen put this down as fear of being reported as being homophobic, so rather than the usual tittle tattle, everyone had decided to just keep schtum about the pair's very existence.
This silence just went to make Helen more curious about the two girls.
One thing that had struck Helen was the remarkable likeness the two girls had to each other, not facially though as Chloe was very pale, the classic English Rose whereas Andrea was olive skinned, almost Mediterranean looking. Also both girls had different coloured hair, Chloe was blond, perhaps from a bottle though no roots were ever showing, Andrea was dark haired almost crow black, and her hair held an almost unreal sheen to it.
It was their bodies that were so similar, both girls were like Helen quite tall at around five foot ten or so, both girls also had a sleek athletic look to them, the sort of look that doesn't just happen by accident, they weren't overly muscled but they were honed!
Both had large shapely calves, sweeping thighs, tight waists and wide shoulders, in fact shape wise they reminded Helen very much of the actress Michelle Ryan.
Also they dressed and had their hair done in the same styles, they always wore dark tailored suits consisting of a jacket, knee length skirts, and invariably matching ivory blouses, it was as if the office had a uniform policy that only they followed. Then there was their hair, worn long and straight, parted at the centre and running down way past their shoulders to the centre of their backs. Also the jewellery that both girls wore, or rather the lack of it struck her, no rings, no bracelets or earrings. The only adornment that they wore was a narrow leather dog collar with a gold horseshoe decoration, both girls wore identical collars that Helen took to be some sort of love token.
To Helen they were like perfect complimentary opposites, a yin yang of darkness and light, Helen also knew she was spending way to much time thinking of her strange colleagues.
Then on the third Friday, Helen got her chance to break the ice properly with Andrea and Chloe, to try and at least gain a peek into their private world.
Helen had taken to using the firms very well equipped but little used gym. The gym was free to staff and had all the latest resistance machines than one would expect to find in an expensive spa. What Helen liked best though was the little hardly used corner at the back of the room that had a good selection of free weights, not just a couple of chrome dumbbells but a full selection running up to forty five kilos! Also it had a power rack and a full Olympic barbell set as equally unused as the dumbbells, this became Helen's private little corner, pumping iron was Helen's favourite form of stress relief so to have it on her doorstep so to speak and free as well was her idea of heaven. So most evenings that's where she could be found, as she waited for the rush hour traffic to ease off.
That Friday evening Helen entered the gym at about seven fifteen, a time that usually meant all other users had either packed up and gone home or had sloped off to the sauna, she was surprised to see both Andrea and Chloe on the treadmills. Both girls were sort of marching, it wasn't a quick enough pace to be classed as a jog, but also a little bit to vigorous to be called walking.
As Helen was going to be doing some heavy leg work she wanted to warm up with a little run first, so she took the treadmill between Andrea and Chloe and set it for a six minute jog.
Both girls gave her a friendly greeting, but it was plain to see that they were as surprised to see her as she was to see them!
As Helen's machine settled down to it's target pace, Helen noticed something a little odd both of her colleagues had their hair tied back in tight pony tales, and having their hair pulled back in that manner gave Helen a better look at their matching collars.
Helen noticed that both collars had brass hoops on each side, making their "love tokens" look more than ever like a dog's collar, or even with the gold decoration, a horse brass! Still she thought to her self, "there is no accounting for taste", and it did give the two of them a sort of edgy look.
While Helen was still trying to make up her mind whether the collars were sophisticated or "chavvy", she heard the door open and as she looked into the mirror, she saw the figure of Sir Ian Newbourne resplendent in a three piece hand tailored suit who was quite obviously not dressed to pump iron.
She felt butterflies in her stomach as he made his way across the gym floor towards the cardio machines, "should I speak?" she asked herself, "NO!" was her resounding silent reply.
Her eyes darted to her left then to her right to see what her colleagues reaction was to the head partners sudden arrival.
There was none!
Andrea and Chloe just continued marching to nowhere, in a perfect unbroken unison with one another.
"How's my two most favourite girls?" Sir Ian asked, his courtroom voice booming out over the sound of the radio.
"Great thank you sir!" they both chorused in reply, still not breaking their synchronised pace.
"Training going well I hope," he asked his voice now lowering as he grew nearer, "I have a lot riding on you two next weekend, money and more importantly the firms pride?"
"Strength training tonight sir," Andrea said, "just warming up then some heavy squats and dead lifts sir,"
"Good, good, good, just make sure you don't injure yourselves," then Helen sensed a slight change in Sir Ian's jovial manner as his voice and reflected expression in the mirror changed, "Chloe I take it you are fully motivated tonight, no need for a gee up?"
"No sir.....I'm fully motivated....fully motivated!" as Chloe replied Helen noticed a little cracking in Chloe's voice, also she seemed to be blushing at Sir Ian's question.
"And who is this you have with you, Helen isn't it, our new recruit ?"
Now it was time for Helen to blush, it had never even occurred to her that any of the senior partners would even be aware of her, let alone that the most senior partner would actually know her by name.
"Yes...Sir Ian that's right....I'm the new girl!" as the words left her mouth she regretted them, it sounded as if she was talking like a Saturday temp in Woolies.
"Right girls I'll leave you all to it, remember A and C play nice and don't be to hard with the new girl," Sir Ian said, with a little chuckle in his voice.
"Don't worry sir we won't," Chloe said to the departing figure, a huge grin on her face.
"I'll show them hard!" Helen thought to herself then said, "So you are doing squats tonight, I was planning some leg work can I drop in between sets with you?"
Andrea and Chloe looked at each other as they brought their treadmills to a stop, Helen watched them both in the mirror as they both shrugged their shoulders and nodded to each other, then Andrea spoke.
"OK, but we train heavy, we are doing three sets of squats, then stiff legged dead lifts and barbell rows, are you sure you are up for it?"
"Yeah bring it on, I love strength training!" Helen replied, now determined to make Andrea eat those words.
The warm up set went pretty much to plan for Helen, Andrea and Chloe did ten easy reps, she did twelve. The second set Andrea and Chloe upped the ante to seventy five kilos,they both did five reps, Helen did ten!
Then when Andrea loaded up the bar to ninety kilos Helen tried her hardest not to smirk as she wondered if they would even manage to do three with such a weight.
Chloe got under the bar and smoothly did ten reps, then she started to slow till she reached sixteen and when she looked like she was about to rack the bar Andrea called out to her from behind.
"Come on four more! or do you want to have more stripes than a Bengal Tiger?"
Then to Helen's disbelief Chloe slowly grinded out another four reps, before finally racking the bar!
Now with her previous cocky confidence shot to pieces, Helen watched in awe as Chloe and Andrea traded places, Andrea pushed out an easy looking fifteen reps before slowing down to grind out the last five.
Andrea turned to face Helen, a mischievous sparkle in her hazel brown eyes as she said.
"Twenty rep squats, it's all in the mind really with squats, if you can manage ten reps and you have the balls for it twenty is more than achievable, like I said though it's all a matter of facing the pain and getting on with it!"
Helen understood all to clearly that this was a challenge, Andrea had thrown down the gauntlet, and Helen was about to pick it up.
"I'll give it a crack, it can't be that hard after all," was Helen's reply more from bravado though than from any practical experience.
As she lifted the bar from it's rack she noticed it's intimidating bend in the mirror as she lowered herself down for her first rep.
The first ten reps were hard, the next four were hell, she was sure her heart was about to explode out from her ribcage, she was on the very edge of giving up when she heard Andrea whispering in her ear.
"Just think you are in a swimming pool, some fourteen stone dickhead is ducking you under the water, you aren't going to stay under the water are you, you are going to stand up and show the prick, aren't you!"
With those words ringing in her ear she pushed out another two reps, now her whole body was shaking, she could hear the blood rushing in her ears, then she heard Andrea's voice again over her desperate panting.
"No probs girl you did well, sixteen reps! just rack the bar no one will think you a wimping out, it's probably four to many for you, good try though!"
With those patronising words driving her on Helen forced herself to complete two more reps before she heard Chloe speak this time.
"Great set Helen you've done it!"
"Wha...what?" Helen gasped out.
"You've done eighteen reps," Chloe said than added, "no one does eighteen reps of a twenty rep set and stops, the next two are so easy, impossible to give in now!"
Chloe was half right, they weren't easy though they were anything but, but also she was right in that there was no way Helen would get so close and stop!
As she rose back to upright for the twentieth time Andrea helped her to rack the bar, Helen then sank to her knees in exhaustion and relief, then Chloe spoke.
"Oh-oh, she is throwing a whitey!"
Helen was on the verge of throwing up, all colour had now drained from her face, little black spots danced in front of her eyes like storm flies in a heat wave.
Andrea gently helped her to her feet.
"Maybe it's time for you to hit the changing rooms, we'll see you in a bit, eh?" the concern in Andrea's voice was genuine, Helen nodded glumly and left the other two girls to finish their workout.
After a quick and urgent visit to the bathroom Helen showered and was almost fully dressed when Andrea and Chloe entered the changing room.
"We are sorry about that, Helen, we just didn't think you would go for the twenty reps, you see it's something that you build up to, adding a little bit of weight each week, not just diving in at ninety K," Chloe said by way of explanation.
"Yeah we were very naughty girls today," Andrea said in agreement, "you can spank us later!" she then added winking and smiling at the still not fully recovered Helen.
That phrase, "you can spank us later!" struck home with Helen, it pushed so many buttons in her mind, emotions and needs that she had made sure were kept locked away!
Now red faced rather than sail white, Helen finished getting dressed as Andrea and Chloe stripped off their track suits, to Helen's surprise the girls just towelled off the sweat from their body's rather than showering, then applied massive amounts of deodorant spray.
"Dry showers!" Chloe said in way of explanation to Helen, "less time in here, means more time in the beer garden!"
Helen nodded and forced out a weak smile. For all that Helen was quite proud of her body, she was always a little uncomfortable amidst full nudity, she hated the girls that would flaunt their nudity in changing rooms, the ones that swanned about in a "look at me" manner. Andrea and Chloe were different though, they were not exhibiting themselves, they just seemed comfortable unaware almost of their nakedness.
They both happily chatted with Helen, neither seeming in any hurry to cover themselves, it made it a little hard for Helen as she tried to keep eye contact only with the two girls looming above her as she sat on the bench. Then Helen caught a glimpse of Chloe's bottom as she bent to retrieve her clothes from her gym bag, and she could not help but stare.
"Tut-tut," Andrea said, "Chloe our new friend here is admiring your stripes, actually she can't take her eyes off them"
Chloe turned to Helen her eyebrows raised in mock shock.
"You staring at my bot?"
"Er no..well not really...it's just the marks...I didn't..I mean I wasn't..." both girls burst out laughing at Helen's discomfort.
"Chloe I think you should explain those marks to Helen, she is obviously highly curious!"
Chloe then turned to Andrea, a questioning look upon her face. Andrea gave Chloe a little nod and an encouraging flick of her eyebrows.
"I got them on Wednesday, for not training hard enough on Tuesday night," Chloe stated matter of factly as she continued dressing, "I was a little lazy on Tuesday so I got the cane."
Helen could hardly grasp what she had just heard, was this another wind up or did she really mean it that Andrea would cane her for not training hard enough, was that what the stripey tiger remark referred to?
Helen then looked at Andrea.
"You mean that you cane her if....." before Helen could finish he question Andrea butted in.
"No I don't cane her, also in case you are wondering, despite what you may have heard we aren't a couple, we are just friends who flat share!"
"Who do you think?" Andrea asked, a wicked smile on her face.
"Sir Ian?" Helen asked as the penny dropped.
"Yes but don't dare breath a word or we will deny it and you'll be sacked," Andrea stated emphatically, "she got it Wednesday morning bent over his desk, skirt up and tights and knickers down, his office isn't sound proofed just for our client's privacy you know, six of the best wasn't it Chloe?"
"You know it was, and I don't think we should be talking about it either!" the look on Chloe's face told Helen that they were now on a very taboo subject.
"Don't see why not, we both know Sir is looking for a new recruit, and let's face it she just squatted to the point of throwing up so who would be better?" Andrea said sharply, it was becoming more and more plain to Helen that Andrea was quite a dominating personality.
"Recruit for what?" Helen asked, not really sure if she wanted to know the answer, "does the company have some sort of sports team?"
"No it has nothing to do with the firm as such it is very much Sir Ian's private little thing," Chloe said, her voice betraying her doubts about where this conversation was going.
"Ah...so you mean that Sir Ian..er..." as Helen searched for a way to put it Andrea helped out.
"Shags us?" Andrea asked bluntly, and Helen nodded, "god no, he is happily married with grown up kids, we are part of his....team I suppose you would say,"
"Sorry I just thought you know with the caning and that....that it was something sexual...sorry," now Helen felt foolish at even suggesting that the girls were Sir Ian's mistresses.
"Oh it's sexual alright, something can be sexual without involving sex you know?" Andrea said, throwing Helen into even more confusion.
"It's just that it isn't that politically correct," Chloe said joining in to add to Helen's confusion, "some people would view it as sexist and dehumanising, that's why we keep quiet about it,"
"Why would people think that, you know about it being dehumanising?"
"Because it is," Andrea said in her matter of fact manner that Helen was quickly becoming used to, "that is what is wonderful about it, for a few hours you can just totally escape from reality, immerse yourself in a fantasy world, a world where you aren't yourself, a world where you aren't and individual, it's....it's...sorry I just can't think of the right word,"
"Cathartic!" Chloe said by way of help.
"Yes that's it...trust Miss Smarty pants to know the right word!" then her hazel eyes sparkling again Andrea added, "and then there is all the benefits, free dental care, subsidised housing, do you really think we could afford to live in the city centre on our wages?"
Helen shook her head to try and clear it, to try and grasp what Andrea and Chloe were talking about.
"You should come to our competition, then you could see what we are talking about," Andrea said, "I'm sure Sir would agree, I will vouch for your discretion, but of course there will be a tariff to pay,"
"I still don't know what either of you are talking about," Helen said, wanting to say yes but still not sure what she would be agreeing to.
"When you were at college did they ever have little fancy dress pretend fetish parties?" Chloe asked.
Helen nodded, remembering going to two such parties, she had always been to shy to join in. Or was it that she was to shy to let others see her secretive side, the side of her that craved to join in, then the parties themselves were so tame like Chloe said "pretend fetish parties".
"Well this is the real deal."
"What do you mean by tariff, how much are the tickets?" Helen asked, and both girls now knew that they had her hooked, all they had to do was reel her in.
"Tickets are free, invitation only," Andrea said, "Sir Ian would need to test you first as a potential new recruit, to see if you would make the grade, then it would be up to you if you wanted to join in with us when you see what it is all about, first though he would need proof that you could take the discipline side of things,"
Helen nodded, her face showing a slow dawning of realisation.
"He would want to spank you at least before any invitation would be given out ," neither Andrea or Chloe had any idea of the effect that that sentence by Andrea had upon Helen, neither girl would have even suspected Helen's deep dark unspoken desires.
Red faced Helen nodded her assent.
"Great!" Andrea said obviously quite pleased with herself, "let's go to the pub and we can chat!"
Helen rose to her feet, her buttocks still throbbing from her workout, she wondered how this pain would compare to that of a spanking or a caning?