3 comments/ 50036 views/ 7 favorites Diet By: AlphaBeatHer Having fixed her tits very firmly with a length of 4mm diameter, nylon rope, Jason completed his preparations for the weigh in by slipping the scale hook behind the tight rope strands above her breast bone. Slowly he pulled the pulley chain until it took up the slack and the pounds started to show on the scale reading. Fatcunt, for that was her only name until she earned another with the completion of her weight reduction programme, winced as her body weight started to cause her tightly bound tits to stretch and discolour ever more quickly. Before the weigh in, Fatcunt had been prepared in the usual way. Naked, she was required to lay on her back on the floor. Her ankles were spread wide with a one metre spreader bar and her wrists were also attached to the ends of the bar. In this position there was no possibility of reducing the strain on her tits in any way and she was fully exposed in case Jason felt the need to punish her or use her in any way during the weighing process. As always, weigh in took place on Sunday evening just after the main meal of the day. Sunday was special. It was the one day of the week on which Fatcunt was allowed to eat or drink absolutely anything that she wanted. The highly geared pulley chain ran easily through Jason's hands as the pounds racked up on the dial. 100lbs, 110lbs, 120lbs. Fatcunt sweated and squirmed in her bonds. It was as if her tits would be torn from her body and then, as the pointer came precisely to 125lbs, Jason stopped. The target weight had been reached yet again and Jason noted solemnly that her ass remained firmly on the floor. On the plus side, her back had undoubtedly been raised to a higher position than last week so she was definitely losing weight, but another week of diet must begin. Jason unhooked her wrist and ankle clips allowing the limbs to drop, but leaving Fatcunt suspended by her tits in a reclining position. He reached to the coffee table to pick up his riding crop and delivered one, hard stroke to the top and bottom of each tit. Already purple from the tightness of the rope around them and the weight of her body, Fatcunt's breasts now swelled further and discoloured grotesquely from the fierce crop welts. As he slowly lowered her and began untying her tits, Jason ran through the normal dietary requirements that were to apply for a further week. The screams that Fatcunt let out during her cropping had given way to a quiet sobbing until the blood flow returned to her tits and she whimpered more loudly, while new pains and sensations flowed through her. "Monday and Thursday , the only thing to enter your mouth will be my cock and you will consume nothing other than my piss or cum. Tuesday and Friday you will have cum for breakfast and share one meal with me in the evening. You may drink water as much as you wish during the day and you may have a cum snack before going to sleep. Wednesday and Saturday, after cum breakfast you may have a light midday meal and dine with me in the evening. You may drink water and black coffee as much as you wish throughout the day. You will present your exercise diary after dinner on Wednesday and receive the normal punishments for any errors or failure to complete the required targets. On Sunday you may eat or drink anything you choose for the whole day until your weighing at 11pm." Fatcunt raised herself unsteadily to her knees. She was shaking from her tit beating and feeling dizzy from the combination of being suspended by her tits and drinking at least three bottles of wine during the day. When Jason presented his ass to her face she spread the buttocks and thrust her tongue into his ass as far as she could get it. Fatcunt loved her Master beyond words. When he took her on at 200lbs and explained that his fool proof diet method would bring her to her target weight in the fastest possible time and keep her there, she had not believed him. Dire warnings from her doctor that obesity would kill her, diets having achieved nothing, and all surgical methods being way beyond her means made Fatcunt desperate enough to try anything. On this occasion the demand was that she signed up to ownership by Jason and total obedience to his orders. If she achieved her target weight of 125lbs within one year and maintained it until the twelve month period was ended, she was to remain his slave permanently. If she failed to get down to 125lbs within the year, she was on her own. With her mind slowly clearing, she licked the sphincter more and more vigorously as Jason pulled her face hard into him. After a few minutes of really energetic licking, that Jason watched contentedly in the mirror, he turned and thrust his rigid length fully down her throat. As Jason moaned and shot a huge load directly into Fatcunt's guts, she frantically rubbed her clit and throbbed with such powerful orgasms that she could not have remembered to breathe even if a rigid cock wasn't preventing it. "Only two months in and you are well on the way to being Slimcunt who can swing from her tits." said Jason as she licked his softening prick clean. "Please piss in my mouth." Was her only reply. Diet Plan The club looked pretty nice from the outside, and I had a copy of their New Year's Workout Ad that "guaranteed" to motivate me and help me lose weight fast. So, I walked in, presented the ad to the girl behind the desk, and was told to have a seat. I had no sooner sat down, than a drop-dead gorgeous young lady came around the corner, greeted me, and asked me to follow her for a tour of the club facilities. She was wearing a bright blue sports bra, and a pair of Spandex shorts. There are very few women that should be even allowed to BUY Spandex shorts, let alone WEAR them, but she was one of those that definitely should. She had long, toned legs, and one of those tight asses that allows you to see daylight when her legs are together- you know, that wonderful, sexy space between her thighs and just below her pussy. I could barely focus on the club, as I followed this goddess through the facility. We finished the tour and came to her office. She motioned me to sit, and then began to ask me the usual questions, i.e., what are your weight goals, how committed are you to making it happen, etc. I was pretty serious this time about really losing the extra pounds, and so I said that I would follow the workout and the recommended diet plan, and my goal was to lose 30 pounds. She smiled and said that she would be my personal trainer, and would help me achieve my goals. She went on for a few minutes about the workouts, the foods I could eat, and all the rest. Then, she stopped talking. It took me a moment to register that, and when I looked up, she rose, and came around to the front of her desk. She said that she handled her responsibilities as my personal trainer very seriously, and required that I do the same. I said that was okay with me, so we got out our calendars, and agreed to a schedule. The next evening was my first workout, and she took her time to walk me through the use of each piece of equipment that I would be using. Even though we took it slow and easy, I was wiped out, and breathing hard by the time we finished. She suggested that I head downstairs and hit the Jacuzzi pool before I went home. She said she didn't want me to be sore after the first workout. I went downstairs, stripped off my workout T-shirt, jock, and shorts, then headed for the spa. I had settled in and was enjoying the jets of hot water hitting my back, when she walked up to the pool. She said that the club had closed for the night, and that everyone had left, except us. She asked me if it was okay if she joined me in the spa. I was kind of shocked, but said I thought that would be fine. She pulled her sports bra off, revealing an absolutely perfect set of tits, then, in one motion, slipped off her Spandex shorts, and hopped into the pool. So, here we were: one older, overweight guy and one buff, young babe, together in a Jacuzzi after hours. This was totally unexpected, and I was, frankly, at a bit of a loss for words. She sat across from me, and smiled. She said that she was very proud of my efforts this first day, and if I kept up my side of the deal, she would make it well worth my while. I said that that was my plan; I really wanted to lose the 30 pounds. She stood up, stretched her lean body, slowly turned around in a complete circle, and asked me if I liked what I saw. Once again, it was a bit difficult for me to speak- this was NOT a normal situation for me. I finally sputtered out a "Yes." She laughed and drew closer to me, turned her back to me, and then sat down on me knees. Instantly, my cock got very big and very hard. Here was this incredible, nude, beautiful woman, sitting just inches away from my dick. She then leaned back against my chest, and asked me to help hold her and support her, as she enjoyed a quick massage from the pool jets. I agreed, even though I wasn't sure what exactly she meant by that. She lowered herself a bit, and I could see that she had placed her pussy up against one of the jets. She let out a low groan, and pushed back against me to keep herself up tightly against the jet. I could see what was happening- she was giving her pussy one serious workout from the water jet. She squirmed and moaned and rocked in my arms, as the water spurted against her clit. In a matter of minutes, she began to orgasm. She let out a loud, "OH YES! YES! YES!" and I could feel her whole body shake with her lust. She came hard and long, maybe several times in a row, and then, finally, pushed herself away from the jet. She lay in my arms and it took several minutes for her to recover. At last, she returned to the real world, thanked me with a light kiss on my lips, stood up, and then, climbed out of the pool. As she reached for her towel and clothes, she paused, and said, "Tonight is a tease. I want to get you motivated. So, tonight, all you get is what just happened. But, if you stick to the plan, you get more for every 10 pounds you lose. Bye!" With that, she wrapped the towel around her, and was gone. I was sitting in the pool with a raging hard-on, and she was gone. This just doesn't happen to guys like me. But, right then and there, I decided I was going to make this diet work, and just see how this all played out. Over the next three weeks, I kept to the right foods, and stuck to my workout plan exactly. I would show up every evening, and she would bust my butt on the weight equipment, and then the cardio, like the bicycle or the treadmill. At the end of those three weeks, I weighed in and had lost 11 pounds. She gave me a big smile of congratulations, and said she was very proud of me. "Go get a shower." She said. I headed downstairs to the locker room, and showered. I returned to my locker, and was just opening it to get my street clothes, when I sensed someone behind me. "Drop the towel, and sit down, straddling the end of the bench." she said. I let the towel drop to the floor, and sat as she had instructed me. She sat behind me, also straddling the bench. I could only see her legs on each side of me, but I could feel her naked breasts against my bare back. She snuggled up against me, slowly rubbing her breasts against me. Once again, my cock began to rise. This time, she reached around me, and took my cock in her hands. She also had a small plastic bottle of some oil, which she liberally poured over my cock and balls. Then she began to stroke me from behind. Her hands ran up and down my hard cock, under my balls, then up and down again. It was very hot. I could hear her breathing, and feel her warm breath on my back. Her hands were amazing, as they tantalized me. She could feel my balls begin to tighten and gather close, and she said softly, "Now. Cum for me now." She pumped my cock with one hand and gently squeezed my balls with the other. I couldn't hold back any longer, and began to orgasm in her hands. My cum shot out hard, spurting all over the locker room floor. She knew exactly what she was doing, and I was over the top in pure bliss. Oh man oh man- I just kept spurting out that cum juice. She slowed, and finally stopped, as I softened in her hand. She said, "Congratulations on the first 10 pounds. Keep up the good work." Then, she was gone. I sat there in a daze for a while, then went and showered again, dressed, and headed home. This personal trainer stuff was worth EVERY penny! Over the next few weeks, I worked hard at trying to lose another 10 pounds, but it was a lot harder to do than the first 10. But, she kept on encouraging me, and cheering me on. Every other day or so, she would lean close, and whisper to me how I was "so close to earning my next reward." I'll tell you, that is seriously motivating! It took me five weeks to lose the second ten, but on that Thursday evening, the scale said that I had made it. She was standing behind me reading the scale, and when she saw the numbers were right, she reached around and stroked my cock through my shorts. "See you in the locker room again." she said. I headed down, stripped, and showered. I was waiting for her on the bench again, when she appeared. "Sorry I'm late," she said, "but I had to lock up." She kneeled before me, and gave me a big smile. "I'm so proud of you! You are working so hard. Here's reward number Two." Then she opened my towel, leaned forward and began to suck on my cock. She took the tip into her mouth, and played with it with her tongue. She nibbled and flicked it, and laughed, when it began to grow. She then licked its entire length, up and down, and then, rolled onto her back on the floor. This placed her head directly below my dangling balls at the end of the bench. She raised her head and slowly took each of my balls, in turn, into her mouth. She would suck on them, lick them, and hold them in her mouth and hum. It was torture. I kept thinking of that old joke: "Stop... Don't....Don't... Stop....Don't Stop!!!" My cock was hanging there hard as a rock, as she spent a long time working on my balls. Then she slid a bit forward and took the tip of my dick into her mouth. She licked and sucked on it, working it deeper into her throat. I sat there, frozen, just watching her take me inside her, lapping, sucking, slurping, and each time, taking me deeper and deeper. This girl knew how to do it. I could barely breathe, she felt so good. I looked down and my entire cock was buried in her mouth, her lips against my crotch hairs. From my position, I could see the front of her throat stretched long and straight, and knew my cock was inside. I was thinking I might cum shortly, when she pulled me very slowly out, and then once again, sat up facing me. Her fingertips were still softly tickling my balls, as she then took me into her mouth again. Each time she pulled away, she would suck as hard as she could , which created an incredible vacuum. She would look up at me, and wink, then push her mouth down tightly again and again. I told her that I couldn't hold off any longer, and was going to cum. She grabbed my balls with her fingers, and began to massage them quickly, pulling them gently, but firmly. Her mouth continued its worship of my cock, and in only a few more strokes, I was exploding into her. She didn't miss a drop, swallowing all my cum as fast as I could pump it into her. She took every bit, and kept sucking. I was going crazy; this was one of the most intense blow jobs of my life. It felt like it would never stop. I just kept cumming and cumming. As I began to soften finally, she smiled, stood up, kissed me briefly, and once again, was gone. Over the next few weeks, I gained my strength. My wind came back, and I was gaining great muscle strength. But, I wasn't losing weight any more. In fact, I was at a plateau. My body fat count was going down, and I was losing inches off my waist, but not losing pounds. It was great to be getting in shape, but I was disappointed to realize that I was NOT going to lose 10 more pounds, and was NOT going to earn the final reward. Oh well, it had been a good ride. My pant size had dropped 6 inches, and I looked and felt great. I was getting compliments from lots of folks that knew me before my weight loss, and that was kind of neat, too. I continued to workout, and was really getting some definition in several places. She kept cheering me on, kept increasing the workouts, and kept telling me how great I was doing. About eight months had passed since I had started, and I was finishing up my last set. She said she was going to lock up, and would be back, and asked me to take my time, and stick around. When she returned, she sat on a stool nearby, and watched me finish lifting. I was on my back doing some bench press reps, and she was teasing me to do another set. I pushed it and did. Then set the bar in place, and just laid there looking at her. "Thanks," I said. "Thanks for all your help." "It was fun," she said. "I didn't know if you would actually stick to it. Most don't. I'm proud of you. So.... Do you want to fuck?" Just like that first time in the pool, she whipped off her sports bra, peeled off her shorts, and walked over to me. She reached up and loosened my shorts, then pulled them down to my ankles. She grabbed the top of my jock, told me to lift my ass, and pulled my jock to my ankles as well. Then she pulled my shirt up and over my head. I was still on the bench, and she was now straddling me, standing over me. My cock was pointing straight up at her pussy, and I could tell she was as excited as I. She lowered herself slowly until her wet slit was encompassing the top of my cock. I could feel her heat, and as she rubbed her pussy back and forth, I could tell she was dripping wet. I pushed up into her just a little, and she gasped. Then, she lowered herself onto me completely. When my cock was in her to the hilt, she closed her eyes and squeezed her pussy tightly. Her pussy was like a vise on my cock, grabbing me tightly. Only, it was slippery and wet, too. She felt beyond amazing. Her pussy was so hot, it almost hurt. But, a really GOOD hurt, you know?!! I reached up and grabbed her ass, pulling her down tightly on me. She began to writhe back and forth, rubbing her clit against me, as her pussy continued to squeeze on my cock. Then, I lifted her and pulled her down on me. She gasped out loud, and began to hump me on her own. I met her each time, pushing up into her as she dropped down on me. All you could hear was our bodies slapping together, and the two of us gasping and grunting in unison. The sweat was dripping off of both of us, and we were having the ride of our lives. We were both in shape now, and had the energy and the stamina to really fuck and fuck and fuck! She had her eyes closed and was humping me like a machine, and I was fucking her hot pussy right back. Finally, she let out a yell and began to crest, her orgasm exploding inside her, and sending waves through her body. She was yelling and squirming and shaking and pumping and cumming like crazy. Oh man, she was HOT! I growled out loud and then began to cum, too. I plunged into her and spurted my cum deep inside her. I ground myself into her, spewing my cum, and she was beside herself in an explosion of intense lust. It was probably only a couple minutes, but it felt like we were cumming and cumming for an hour! She collapsed onto my chest, and we both just held each other there for a long time. That fuck was like a full-blown workout. She blew me away. We got up eventually, went and showered off, and then I took her home to my house. She moved in shortly thereafter, and we "worked out" regularly. Best diet plan I ever tried. Diet "Pop" "Diet Pop": a new weight loss program with a sexy trainer. "Honey, are you sure you want to have seconds, your waist isn't getting any smaller you know." That's my wife, the little woman I married 25 years ago, now a dumpy little five foot two housewife, with no ambition and an extra 100 pounds on her. "Yeah I know I'm six feet tall and 225 pounds, exactly 20 pounds more than I weighed when we got married, too bad you can't say the same." Well, I didn't really say that with my outside voice but that is what I was thinking. Instead I said, "You know sweetie you are right, tomorrow I am going to join that new gym and start working out again. Would you like to join me?" I already knew the answer but felt obligated to ask. "Honey you know I hate to exercise." Right, she hates to exercise, cook, clean and of course sex is out of the question. For a 50 year old woman she sure does have a lot of issues. The only thing keeping me in this relationship is my two daughters; 17 year old twin girls, one more year and then I am out of here. As a city firefighter I do get the opportunity to work out at the hall but I am stuck at a plateau. The new gym, "Advance", has been getting some good reviews and a personal trainer is just what I need. The next morning I park my 4 x 4 truck in the parking lot and walk into the gym with my gym bag. Taking a quick look around it looks like a good mix of people, young and older, new equipment and it looks like a good atmosphere. "Hi welcome to Advance, is this your first time here?" says the cute little blonde in a tee shirt two sizes too small; she has a name tag 'Cindy' above her perky little tits. I try to focus on her eyes and answer, "Hi Cindy, yes first time here, do you have personal trainers here?" "Of course, would you like a male or female, well actually the only one free right now is Pam. Will that be okay?" "That's fine, do you mind if I get changed first and then meet her?" "No sir, go right ahead, change rooms are to the left." Changing into my FD tee shirt and shorts I come back out to see a stunning young woman of about 30 waiting at the counter. She has shapely legs and tight shorts with a sexy ass that looks like it was made to fuck. I walk back to the front counter to talk to Cindy and she introduces me to Pam, the woman I was admiring. "Hi, my name is Pam, good to meet you." I can see her giving me the once over and being as she is only about five foot three she has to look up to see my eyes. "Hi Pam, my name is Jim but everyone calls me 'Pop'; nice to meet you." As I am looking down I can't help but notice her stunning blue eyes and dimples in her cheeks. Her shoulder length blonde hair frames her face perfectly and although she has a very athletic body it is her huge breasts that really grab my attention. "So, you want to work with a personal trainer?" she says. "Right, I am a Captain at the fire department and I need to be in good shape. Right now I would like to have that personal touch to get me past a plateau I am at. Hopefully that will be you." "Well, Pop, I would love to give you a personal touch," she says with a little laugh and her face blushes just slightly. "Pam, I have to be honest, I am not sure I can concentrate on my workouts with such a gorgeous woman as you training me." "Really, you think I'm gorgeous!" "You're kidding right? My god you are stunningly beautiful and your boyfriend is one lucky guy!" "Pop, I am so flattered, but I don't have a boyfriend. I am free at this time." It was the way she said it that made my heart race, and of course made my cock hard. So there I am squirming in front of a dream come true and trying to hide my hard on. Pam noticed, giggled a bit, and then directed me to a quiet corner of the gym. "Pop, I have a secret to tell you. I only work here part-time I actually have a full gym in my house and take a few select clients now and then. Please don't say anything to anyone as I could get fired, but I think you would be perfect for my private training sessions. What do you think?" "Hmm...it would just be you and I, all alone? Pam you have already seen the effect you have on me. Are you sure this is a good idea?" "Pop, that is exactly why I am asking you, did I mention I have a great incentive program? For every pound you lose I will give you a blow job and at 5 pounds you can fuck me and if you make it to 10 pounds you can fuck my ass. What do you say; are you interested?" "Fuck yeah, can we start right now, I think I am going to be one skinny guy!" I say with a laugh. The huge smile on my face must have said it all as she leaned into me said, "Easy big boy, we haven't even talked about my fees." "I knew there was a catch, so how much will you charge me?" "Well, seeing as you are a firefighter, and I love firefighters, how about we do a trial run. The first month is on me and if you like working with me we can discuss an appropriate fee then." "Pam, if this isn't a joke I agree to your terms!" "No joke, Pop, I am so looking forward to seeing the pounds drop off you," as she says this I can see her looking straight at my cock and she is licking her lips. "And I can't wait to feel your lips wrapped around my cock." I said. We just stare at each other for what seems like 10 minutes, neither of us wanting our connection to end. Her eyes are sparkling and I feel myself being consumed by her attention to me. Neither of us are aware of what is happening around us until I feel a tug on my elbow; turning I see it is Cindy, the little blonde girl in the tight tee shirt. "Excuse me sir, I just wanted to remind you to fill in the guest form before you leave. Do you think you are going to be joining our club?" "Well, I am not sure," I look at Pam and can see she is doing her best not to laugh. "Let me talk to Pam a bit more and then I will decide." We both watch the little blonde bombshell walk or should I say wiggle away. Pam laughs and knows what I am thinking, "Pop, did I mention that Cindy lives with me and may join us sometimes in our workouts?" "Oh god, there is not going to be anything left of me," I say with a hearty laugh. We go over my schedule and set up an aggressive training program, I outline what my goals are and Pam suggests some improvements. "Pop, I forgot one other thing; we will be in the nude during your work outs. Is that okay?" "Pam, no problem for me, I only hope you like looking at a hard cock." "I can't wait!" So, after two months I lost over 200 pounds, well not literally, I left my dumpy wife and moved in with Pam. Life is too short to live a lie and I finally realized that my marriage was over a long time ago. Pam loves sucking my cock and I love fucking her cunt and ass; and as a bonus Cindy joins in once a week to celebrate my weight loss. With a new diet and exercise program I am down to 185 pounds, looking and feeling great. As for my rewards I will let you figure out what I received; lol.