her again. The path rose and fell several times, Tarik only catching glimpses of Goddess as she ran. Every time Tarik felt he was going to be sick, Goddess would allow him to see just a bit more giving him hope that he could catch up to her, at which point he would choke it down and push harder.
Rounding a bend Tarik saw Goddess standing there with her hand on her hip waiting for him to get to her. He started to slow down, just a few paces from her now and weary of any more physical attacks. Goddess dove sideways and a splash echoed through the training room. Tarik went to the spot she previously occupied.
Goddess was beneath the water motioning for him to jump in, her hair swirling around chaotically. Tarik took a deep breath, closed his eyes tightly and jumped in feet first. When he felt his decent slow he opened his eyes searching for her. After a few twists and turns he felt himself running out of air and made his way to the surface. As Tarik breached the surface and opened his mouth fully to take in a deep breathe he felt himself being drug back down by his pant leg. Swallowing a mouthful of water Tarik struggled for air and was brought level with Goddess as she dragged him further down into the pool. Tarik could hear her muffled giggle as she let him go and swam away. Tarik kicked hard for the surface again, keeping his feet moving to avoid being ensnared. When Tarik breached for the second time his body tried to force itself to breathe and vomit at the same time causing him to choke more on the same water he was trying to expel. When he finally caught his breathe he swam after Goddess who was already half way across the pool.
Tarik had limited experience in the water; he couldn’t even remember the last time he had swum. A near drowning experience in his youth had turned him off to it, it’s wasn't fun for him. He did however commit himself to this job and every job has aspects you won’t like. He swam after Goddess placing himself in the fixed state of mind he counted every stroke and every breath. Half way through the pool he glanced up and saw Goddess standing at the end of the pool, already drying off. He ducked his head back down and didn’t raise it again until the edges of the pool narrowed in on him.
Reaching the edge of the pool after what seemed hours of swimming he half pulled half slid out of the pool and onto the floor. He flopped over to his back and just breathed heavily for several minutes.
Goddess walked over his body and straddled him. With her face leaning over his, the tips of her wet hair stuck to the sides of his face. Tarik looked down at her breasts, he wanted her badly but he couldn’t even bring himself to move his arms let alone make love to this woman. He hated his exhausted body at that moment.
“Next time we go at double the pace, double the distance.” She grabbed his face in one hand pressing into his cheeks. “I hope it was worth the price. If you're willing to pay more, perhaps you will get more.” She let go of his face and grabbed his genitals with her other hand. “Then again, maybe not.” She let go of him and stood up. “Rest tonight; you will need your strength for tomorrow.”
Goddess stepped over him as if he were not there anymore leaving him panting still on the floor. Tarik stared at the ceiling until he started to get cold; he had no idea what to make of the encounter. Unsure if he should work harder or avoid her at all costs, was she inviting him to pursue her more or insulting him as she grabbed at his manhood. Tarik felt enough strength return to him that he decided he really just wanted to sleep right now so he limped off to his room.
5 - A Bad Habit
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A timer went off alerting Tarik it was time for the end of day meal. He debated on whether or not he had the strength to get to the D ome . He was as hungry as he could ever imagine but the thought of moving his legs anymore that day made him
Rounding a bend Tarik saw Goddess standing there with her hand on her hip waiting for him to get to her. He started to slow down, just a few paces from her now and weary of any more physical attacks. Goddess dove sideways and a splash echoed through the training room. Tarik went to the spot she previously occupied.
Goddess was beneath the water motioning for him to jump in, her hair swirling around chaotically. Tarik took a deep breath, closed his eyes tightly and jumped in feet first. When he felt his decent slow he opened his eyes searching for her. After a few twists and turns he felt himself running out of air and made his way to the surface. As Tarik breached the surface and opened his mouth fully to take in a deep breathe he felt himself being drug back down by his pant leg. Swallowing a mouthful of water Tarik struggled for air and was brought level with Goddess as she dragged him further down into the pool. Tarik could hear her muffled giggle as she let him go and swam away. Tarik kicked hard for the surface again, keeping his feet moving to avoid being ensnared. When Tarik breached for the second time his body tried to force itself to breathe and vomit at the same time causing him to choke more on the same water he was trying to expel. When he finally caught his breathe he swam after Goddess who was already half way across the pool.
Tarik had limited experience in the water; he couldn’t even remember the last time he had swum. A near drowning experience in his youth had turned him off to it, it’s wasn't fun for him. He did however commit himself to this job and every job has aspects you won’t like. He swam after Goddess placing himself in the fixed state of mind he counted every stroke and every breath. Half way through the pool he glanced up and saw Goddess standing at the end of the pool, already drying off. He ducked his head back down and didn’t raise it again until the edges of the pool narrowed in on him.
Reaching the edge of the pool after what seemed hours of swimming he half pulled half slid out of the pool and onto the floor. He flopped over to his back and just breathed heavily for several minutes.
Goddess walked over his body and straddled him. With her face leaning over his, the tips of her wet hair stuck to the sides of his face. Tarik looked down at her breasts, he wanted her badly but he couldn’t even bring himself to move his arms let alone make love to this woman. He hated his exhausted body at that moment.
“Next time we go at double the pace, double the distance.” She grabbed his face in one hand pressing into his cheeks. “I hope it was worth the price. If you're willing to pay more, perhaps you will get more.” She let go of his face and grabbed his genitals with her other hand. “Then again, maybe not.” She let go of him and stood up. “Rest tonight; you will need your strength for tomorrow.”
Goddess stepped over him as if he were not there anymore leaving him panting still on the floor. Tarik stared at the ceiling until he started to get cold; he had no idea what to make of the encounter. Unsure if he should work harder or avoid her at all costs, was she inviting him to pursue her more or insulting him as she grabbed at his manhood. Tarik felt enough strength return to him that he decided he really just wanted to sleep right now so he limped off to his room.
5 - A Bad Habit
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A timer went off alerting Tarik it was time for the end of day meal. He debated on whether or not he had the strength to get to the D ome . He was as hungry as he could ever imagine but the thought of moving his legs anymore that day made him
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