The Nightclub: Jaime, fitness bighead
Fitness trainer Jaime is very proud of his physique and what he's achieved in the gym. He sees himself as superior to the other men at the busy nightclub and is convinced all the women are after him. He has no idea just how much trouble his constant showing off is about to get him into when some of the other clubbers decide to test his strength and endurance.
It's another busy night at the Orchid Lounge and groups of clubbers cluster in the corridors to escape the heat and noise of the dance-floor. They come here to chat and flirt in the hopes of finding someone to go home with at the end of the night.
In one corner stands Jaime and Roxy. Roxy was initially attracted to the hunky young lad but his insistence in talking about himself is starting to bore her.
She finds her mind wandering and stops paying attention. Realising he's looking at her expectantly she tries to remember what he was going on about. "So you're a personal trainer right?" She asks unenthusiastically.
"Yeah - that's right. I'm the best in the business! Everyone wants to train with me coz I've got the best body in town," boasts Jaime immodestly.
"I am very strong. Look at my muscles!" He flexes his bicep - clearly expecting Roxy to be impressed. But his arrogance is beginning to get on her nerves.
"You feel it. It is hard as a rock!" Roxy obliges hoping that it will shut him up for a moment. His arm is certainly very firm. If he wasn't so cocky she'd probably be more interested.
"And I have abs of steel. My stomach is like a washboard." He carries on - not reading the signs that she is tiring of him.
"You want to see?" He asks. Roxy shrugs guessing it's a rhetorical question. And without really waiting for an answer Jamie whips his top up with a flourish.
Roxy has to admit that he does have an incredible stomach. Not an ounce of fat on him. But she could never go home with someone so self-absorbed.
"You touch," he encourages and Roxy dutifully runs her fingers down his prominent stomach muscles.
"This lot," he says, gesturing to the other men stood around chatting, "they wouldn't know what the inside of a gym looks like!" He makes no effort to keep his voice down. "They are fat and flabby. Not strong and fit like me." Roxy edges away slightly not wanting to associate too closely with the mouthy little bloke.
One of the other clubbers looks around, irritated by what he's just heard. Roxy tries to indicate that Jaime is nothing to do with her. He seems totally oblivious to the change in the atmosphere.
Roxy tries to distract him before he can resume his tirade and get himself beaten up by asking to feel his arm again. Thinking he's in with a chance Jaime flexes it for her, a big smile appearing on his face.
He stands grinning at her obviously expecting Roxy to fall at his feet. But Roxy has already decided she's wasted enough time on Jaime and wants to rejoin her friends on the dance-floor.
"Well... erm..." She says trying to think of an excuse that will prevent him from trying to follow her. "I've got to go and powder my nose. It's been nice talking to you."
She walks away swiftly vowing to avoid him like the plague if she sees him again. Jaime has no idea he's just been ditched - his ego won't allow it. He thinks he'll just wait here and she'll come running back to him.
He stands patiently - satisfied that she's head-over-heels in love with him. But after a while he starts to wonder where she is. Realising he needs to pee himself he decides to go to the toilets and see where she's got to.
Jaime makes for one of the urinals. Roxy must be in a cubical or something. It never enters his head that she might have lied to him just to get away.
He looks over at the guy stood next to him and starts evaluating him with contempt. Every man he sees is either too skinny or too fat compared to him.
"Hey," he says to get the guy's attention, ignoring the un-spoken toilet rule, "you should get your arse to the gym. Pump some iron and build some muscle." In his mind Jaime is giving out useful advice - he doesn't realise that his words are insulting.
"Girls love a guy with muscles. Look at me - they are falling over themselves to get to me!" The guy next to hum tuts in annoyance, finishing off as quickly as he can so he can leave.
He pulls up his trousers and turns away but Jaime isn't finished: "Come to the gym and I will train you. But I warn you - the gym isn't for pussies. Only real men can do it."
'What an arsehole,' thinks the man, fuming silently as he makes his way over to the sinks, 'just who does he think he is? Someone should teach him a lesson.'
"Yes indeed," says Jaime to himself - but still loudly enough so everyone can hear, "I am the best guy in here." He's unaware that another of the men in the toilet is giving him dirty looks behind his back.
The man pauses behind him, tempted to say something to bring this mouthy prick down to size. But he manages to calm himself and carries on his way.
"What a twat!" Says the blond-haired guy to the man that joins him at the sinks. They both agree that Jaime could do with a slap.
There is a tension building in the confined space. The other lads have had enough of being belittled by Jaime and their anger is mounting.
"What do you say we teach this guy that he's not so special?" Says another guy threateningly.
Jaime is so wrapped up in his own thoughts that he pays no attention to the two other men in the room with him. He casually finishes peeing feeling no sense of the danger he's in.
He swaggers over to the sinks to wash his hands. The other men watch him menacingly.
"Hey!" Says one of the guys and Jaime turns around. "Why do you keep shooting your mouth off about how wonderful you are?"
Jaime is surprised. Isn't it obvious? "Look at me," he says, "I have the body of an Adonis. I'm not out of shape like you." He has no idea that everything he says only serves to wind the other men up.
"Look at my abs," he says raising his vest to show them off again. "Do you have abs like this? Of course not." The two men have had enough - this little wanker is going to get what he deserves.
"Yes they are impressive," says one of the guys feigning interest and grabbing hold of Jaime's vest, "let me see them properly." The other man smiles to himself waiting for the moment to join in.
Before Jaime knows what's happening his vest is hoisted up over his head. "What the?" He mumbles trying to struggle but taken completely by surprise.
Unable to see and confused by what's happening he isn't at all prepared when one of the men clenches his fist ready to punch him.
The blow connects squarely with Jaime's stomach, winding him and causing him to let out a howl of pain.
He gasps for air but before he even has time to tense his stomach muscles in defence the man readies to hit him again.
Both men are fuming at the way he so casually criticised them - especially earlier in front of the women. Anger lends power to the punch.
Jaime jumps with shock as the blows rain down on him. He's utterly defenceless and struggles to keep his balance against the repeated impacts.
The taller man behind him lifts him up by his flimsy t-shirt as Jaime's hands automatically go to his sore stomach. The beating has weakened him and he can barely stand.
Disoriented and in agony he cannot offer any resistance as his vest is yanked off and the other man starts to unzip his trousers.
He nearly falls over as his trousers and underpants are pulled sharply down. The man behind him has a firm hold on him in case he tries to escape and starts pulling him towards the floor so they can better control him.
Although he's very strong, Jaime is in too much pain to fight back and he finds himself falling towards the cold hard floor as his penis and testicles spill out into view.
One man kneels on his stomach pinning him down while the other pulls off his shoes. Jaime struggles feebly but the weight of the man bearing down on him is too much for him.
He's vaguely aware of the cold air around his privates but can do nothing to stop himself from being stripped of his clothes.
Moments later and all his has left on are his socks. He moans out loud but nobody comes to his assistance. At the moment the three of them are alone in the toilets.
Finally the man gets off him and Jaime can breathe properly again. But his abs are still on fire from being hit and he's weakened.
As a final insult one of his attackers whips his socks off and they gather up all his things - not wanting to leave him with a stitch of clothing. He rolls around on the floor in a world of pain.
The men pause at the door to laugh at his pathetic state. "Serves you right you arrogant prick," calls out one of them as they leave him lying in a crumpled heap on the floor.
Unused to such rough handling Jaime just lies there. Maybe if he waits someone will come to his rescue. The thought that someone might dislike him enough to actually hurt him is as much of a shock as the pain itself.
Not long after the door bursts open and some women walk in, carrying on their conversation. "And then he was showing me his abs!" Says Roxy, "He was so full of himself I just had to get away."
"It's a shame though," she carries on, "he did have an incredible body - I'd have liked to have got my hands on the rest of it if only he wasn't so cocky."
Just then the three women stop dead in their tracks - taken totally by surprise at the sight before them.
There on the filthy toilet floor is a naked man. And if Roxy is not very much mistaken, it's the personal trainer from earlier! Jaime just about manages to raise his head up and utter a mournful plea: "Please help me," he begs.
Jaime is in agony. His abs burn from the repeated punches. But far worse for him - his ego is dented from being roughed up by the two men. Not used to being so mistreated he lies there pathetically waiting for someone to come along and help him. When the door opens and three pretty women walk in he breathes a sigh of relief. Surely they will fall over themselves to assist such a sexy man as him?
The three women standing before Jaime cannot believe their eyes. Whatever has happened? A look of concern appears on Roxy's face as they approach the prone man.
"Owwww!" Wails Jaime. He's in a lot of pain and can barely move. But he also hopes to gain the women's sympathy.
"What's happened to you?" Asks Roxy as she stares down at the naked man lying on the floor. She cannot help but notice that the rest of his body matches up to his impressive abs and biceps.
The women crouch down next to Jaime. Anna and Carmen are immediately interested in the hunky personal trainer - especially in this weakened state.
Roxy notices that his earlier arrogance has gone - the pathetic creature in front of her isn't capable of showing off anything.
Jaime moans again. Through the haze of pain he wonders why the women aren't making more of a fuss of him. Even in his current state he feels he should be being looked after like a God.
"Oh dear," says Roxy sympathetically, "you're in a right state! How did this happen?"
"I was assaulted," mumbles Jaime, "there were ten of them! Ten big men!" He doesn't want to admit that two guys managed to leave him in such a mess.
"That's terrible!" Says Roxy in a mocking tone - realising immediately that he's exaggerating. "Do you think we should tell security to search the club for ten big men?"
Sensing things might get out of hand Jaime interrupts: "No. No. There's no need for that. It was just some of the lads having a laugh." Although furious with the guys who cornered him he doesn't want to get the bouncers involved. What would they say to the sight of a completely nude man? He doubts they'd be very sympathetic.
Roxy shakes her head. Even now he has to try and show off. The women guess straight away that some of the lads have decided to teach the mouthy fitness instructor a lesson. Well maybe they can take advantage of the situation...
"Come on, let's get you up," says Roxy and the women seize hold of Jaime.
He hangs limply as they try and lift him not helping at all. His energy is gone and he's as weak as a kitten.
But between them they manage to hoist him up off the floor. He whines as they lift him up complaining that his whole body hurts.
He just about manages a "thank you" assuming the women are rescuing him and will help him out into the main club then find him some clothes.
"Oh no," says Roxy as he stumbles towards the door, "you're going nowhere." Anna and Carmen crowd in close and between them they restrain him.
They bundle him back against the far wall. Jaime has no idea what's going on but he doesn't yet realise how much trouble he's in. He's far too busy worrying that his perfect body might have been damaged in some way.
Seeing his dangling cock Roxy cannot stop herself and makes a grab for it. After all, he was happy to show off his body to her earlier so he can't really complain now can he?
"Hey? What are you doing?" Says Jaime pulling away from her. He expects women to find him irresistible but for them to be so forward is shocking to him.
But he's in no state to put up much resistance. His head starts to pound from when he was brought roughly down to the floor. Roxy takes hold of his dick once again realising that he's no match for the three of them.
Jaime suddenly lunges forward making a break for freedom. He takes the women by surprise and manages to break free of their grip.
But he doesn't get far. He's too feeble to run and it takes only moments for the women to overpower him. He whimpers pathetically realising he is beaten.
Roxy smiles as she takes hold of his penis. He'll soon learn that he belongs to the women now.
Jaime closes his eyes - humiliated at being restrained by mere women. He can feel Roxy's hand on his cock and tries hard not to become aroused - determined that he should be in control of when and where his penis is played with.
But Roxy knows he won't be able to resist for long as she gently strokes him.
She knows how easy it is to get a man hard and she and her friends have plans for this particular specimen.
Carmen joins in, rubbing Jaime's dick to get him turned on. His stomach muscles still burn and he still doesn't have his strength back to put up a proper fight. Not that he's sure he would be a match for the giantesses who surround him.
He tries his very best to prevent his body from responding to their touches. Having undergone the humiliation of being beaten up by two men the last thing he wants is for a group of women to have such control over him.
But the outcome is inevitable. "Well look what's happened here!" Says Roxy letting go of his engorged cock which flops about heavily.
Jaime can't bring himself to look. He can feel his penis throbbing in Roxy's tight grip and is aware that he's losing control.
But it also feels nice after all the pain he's in to have his penis and testicles toyed with.
No matter how much he wants his penis to go down it just keeps getting harder and harder as the women tease him.
In a rage he pulls his arms free of Anna and tries to bat their hands away.
But as fast as he moves one of them, the other moves back in. There's just no way to stop the two determined women from having their fun - even if it's making him feel used and helpless.
Anna looks down at him threateningly and he's intimidated by her height as she towers over him. He suddenly realises what a precarious situation he's in. The club's security would undoubtedly believe whatever the women said over him.
"I don't think he'll give us any trouble," says Roxy to Anna, "I'm sure he knows that we could get the bouncers and have him slung out at any time."
Jaime winces as she grabs hold of his nipple and twists it sharply. The thought of being dragged naked through the busy club by the big burly doormen then thrown out into the street sends a shiver down his spine.
"Please let me go!" He pleads as the women giggle and continue to fondle his body. He starts to get desperate - fearful that someone else will walk in and witness his humiliation.
Roxy viciously yanks on his other nipple causing him to cry out in pain. It's not for him to call the shots - it's up to her and her friends to decide what happens.
He doubles up in pain and frustration. Fearful as he is of the consequences of resisting, he cannot bring himself to let this happen to him without a fight.
Getting more and more angry he raises his leg trying to knock their groping hands away from his privates and also break free of Anna's grip. But the women just laugh at his pathetic efforts.
He manages to get his hands free and places them protectively over his crotch. He wants out of this stinking toilet and away from these horrible women.
He wrenches forward, his eyes on the door and freedom. But the women merely see his behaviour as foreplay. They are completely confident that they can bring this feisty young stud in line and make him do whatever they want.
In his weakened state Jaime isn't able to offer much resistance as the women pull him about and openly fondle his exposed body. It's frightening for him to be so out of control of the situation. And thoroughly humiliating to be toyed with so casually. But he has no idea that far worse is yet to come.
Jaime's break for freedom gets him nowhere as the women are too fast and too strong for him. "You're not going anywhere sunshine," says Roxy, "we're not done with you yet."
"Let's check out his arse," she continues and delightedly the other two help her spin the poor man around.
They coo over his pert, hairy backside. Although Jaime is used to women admiring his bottom this feels very different. The women are predatory and he wonders what their intentions are.
Carmen and Roxy immediately reach down to feel the furry roundness of his behind. "Get off!" Cries Jaime to little effect.
He tries to reach round and push their wandering hands away. He doesn't like the way they are straying so close to his arse crack.
But the women easily pull his arms aside so they can continue with their examination. "No. No! It's not right," he protests. Women shouldn't be groping his arse like this - it's disrespectful!
Roxy suddenly gets a thrilling idea: "Let's take him over there and finger his anus!" She says excitedly. Carmen and Anna agree at once.
"NO FUCKING WAY!" Bellows Jaime as her words sink in. But even as he speaks the women grab him and start to drag him over to the sinks where they'll be able to restrain him better.
Jaime cannot believe what is happening to him. He's completely shocked by the confident way the women have taken control of him. It goes against everything he believes. But the three of them have overpowered him and he's at their mercy.
They bundle him over and roughly shove him up against the sinks. His abs throb and he still hasn't recovered from his earlier beating. "Get his leg up," says Carmen, "then we'll be able to see his hole properly."
Roxy hoists Jaime's leg up onto the sink unit and immediately grabs hold of his arse cheeks to pull them apart.
"Don't you dare!" Says Jaime, trying to exert his authority and sound in charge. But it only makes the women giggle and more determined to teach him a lesson.
"Let's see just how tough he is," says Roxy, "we'll soon find out how much of a man he is and how much he can take." Her words make him shiver despite the oppressive heat of the confined space.
He feels Anna's fingertip at the entrance of his anus and immediately tries to clench it tight shut. For someone as macho as Jaime, the very idea of being anally penetrated is a huge insult.
But he cannot stop the determined Anna who, like the others, has had enough of Jaime's constant boasting. She's going to enjoy hurting this cocky little sod!
She drives her finger in slowly, effortlessly working her way past his defences.
She giggles and turns to the others: "That was easy!" She says, "I thought he'd put up more of a fight."
"Perhaps he's been penetrated before?" The women join her in laughing at the helpless man sprawled over the sinks.
Jaime doesn't want to give the women the satisfaction of knowing how much pain he's in. But nothing has prepared him for just how much being finger fucked would hurt. He tries his best to keep the woman out but there is nothing more he can do.
He can hear the women's raucous laughter from behind him and it makes him furious. What if one of the guys who beat him up were to return right now and witness his humiliation?
Anna is enjoying herself and jams her finger in and out of Jaime's rectum with glee.
She penetrates him right up to the knuckle getting a huge thrill from the power she has over the prone man.
Jaime tries to breathe through the pain as though this were a particularly tough exercise at the gym. It feels as though something much larger than a lady's finger is being driven into his guts.
Anna, Roxy and Carmen discuss his backside knowing that treating him like a piece of meat is a huge insult for such a proud man.
"I think we're being too easy on him," says Anna, "I'm going to try and get two fingers in." Jaime starts to sweat. One finger was bad enough!
Wasting no time she lines up two fingers and starts to press them into Jaime's rectum.
He grunts, still trying to hide his pain from the women. But they can tell by the way his whole body tenses that they are getting the desired result.
He arches his back wanting desperately to shout out but also terrified that someone outside might hear and come to investigate. He couldn't bear to be seen in such a shameful position.
Anna fucks him relentlessly revelling in the warmth of his insides.
Knowing how debased she's making him feel only serves to encourage her to go in deeper.
Anger overtakes him. "Get your fucking finger out of my arse!" He spits out.
"If you think two is bad wait till you feel three fingers," says Anna, "Come on ladies, let's get him up on his back!" Roxy and Carmen are delighted by the thought.
They grab him and lift him up onto the sinks. It's incredibly uncomfortable and his back aches - but it's nothing when compared to the burning sensation in his anus.
Before he can brace himself Anna gets stuck in. She starts to work three fingers into his anal cavity.
Now he's loosened up it's much easier for her. But it doesn't make it any the less painful for poor Jaime.
It feels like he's being split in two. Tears prick the corners of his eyes and he feels utterly wretched.
He winces every time Anna's fingers are driven into him. The women's mocking laughter taunting him and making him feel even worse.
Wanting to make him feel even more debased, Carmen idly toys with his penis - as though he might get turned on by being penetrated.
But that's the last thing on his mind as his anus takes a battering. Had he known it would lead to this he would have kept his mouth firmly shut earlier in the evening.
It gets too much for him and he struggles to break free, pulling his arms from the women's grips and trying to get up.
But it's useless - he doesn't have the strength. And besides, the women have got him into a position where escape is almost impossible.
With Roxy tweaking his nipple, Carmen wanking his cock and Anna shoving her fingers into his arse he's in agony. Finally he cannot suppress his rage and lets out a guttural cry like a wounded animal. Will this hideous experience never end?
Jaime is at the end of his tether. The three women have him right where they want him. His earlier beating left him unable to defend himself and they are well aware that they are stronger than him. Their invasion of his body is debasing for the proud man. But no amount of protesting will stop them now they are in full-swing.
Anna nearly manages to get her whole hand into Jaime's stretched anus. It's amazing just how easy it is now she's worked his hole until it's nice and loose.
Jaime tries to block out the pain and anger but it's impossible. He knows pleading with the women would be useless and his pride won't let him anyway. But they are unrelenting and he's close to breaking down.
"Look," says Anna to her friends, "I've got four fingers in him now!" Her words shock the fitness instructor who cannot tell how many fingers she's shoving into him - he just knows it hurts like hell.
He covers his face and wails pitifully. "Aww," says Roxy in mock sympathy, "I don't think he can handle any more. Let's get him down - I've got another way we can test his endurance."
"You fucking evil bitches!" He shouts as the women grab him and manhandle him off the sink unit. They are amused by all his bluster, knowing full well that there is nothing he can do to stop them.
He almost collapses when his feet hit the ground - his whole body is in pain and his muscles are cramped from being held in such an uncomfortable position.
"Let's wank him off," Says Roxy, "I want to see how long he can resist us." Jaime cannot believe his ears. As if he'd allow them to make him cum.
"Oh no!" He shouts, "This has gone far enough." But Roxy isn't interested in what he has to say. She speaks to Carmen behind his back: "Give me a hand will you - I've a feeling he might try to resist."
Jaime struggles more than ever. Although no match for the three of them he's determined not to be put through this further indignity. The women just laugh at his pathetic attempts - seeing it as one big game.
Anna pins his arms behind his back while Roxy and Carmen move him into position. His legs thrash about uselessly, his actions only serving to exhaust him further.
He whimpers with frustration as the women effectively restrain him so they can get access to his penis and testicles without hindrance.
He can hear them giggling and openly mocking him. "I think he should be honoured that we're deigning to let him cum," says Roxy as the women stare at and evaluate his genitals.
"Hey! Get your hands off my cock!" He shouts when Carmen takes his member in her hand. But she just ignores him and gets a firm grip.
She slowly starts to tug on him, pulling his dick in a way she knows will get him aroused. Jaime tries to focus on something else. Anything that will stop him from being made to give the women what they want.
"I bet he's desperate to shoot his load after all the stimulation his anus received," says Anna. Roxy agrees: "Yes - he complained but I think he really enjoyed it when you fucked him with your fingers."
He cannot ignore what they are saying and the implication that he might have got any pleasure from what they did to his arse infuriates him.
But even his hatred of the three of them cannot stop his body from betraying him and he starts to feel a stirring in his loins.
His eyes are closed but he's still intensely aware of Carmen's hand stroking his penis.
This isn't something he can overcome - not like when he drives himself beyond his limits at the gym. Despite his aching body he's desperate for release.
Roxy grabs his nipple and twists it gleefully. The shock brings everything back into sharp focus again and he wails with surprise and pain.
He renews his struggle with vigour trying to pull away from her. But with the giantess Anna stood behind him there's nowhere to go.
He manages to pull an arm free and makes to push Carmen's hand away desperate to stop her from wanking him before it's too late.
But the others quickly seize him and ensure their friend has free access to his penis. They are interested to see how long he can hold out against them - knowing that ultimately he won't be able to resist.
"Give us what we want and we'll let you go," says Roxy enticingly in his ear. Jaime thinks about it. But having suffered so much humiliation he's resolute that he won't let them have a further victory over him.
Knowing he's too macho to give in the women continue to play with his body, laughing raucously as they do. The more he resists the more fun it is for them.
"Oh look, your dick seems to be getting hard," says Anna. Carmen lets go of it for a moment and it hangs heavily between his legs. Jaime just keeps his eyes tightly closed and refuses to look.
"You will give us your sperm," says Roxy - speaking right in his face to show her dominance. Carmen resumes manipulating his cock feeling it harden further in her grip.
She teases him gently, enjoying the look of intense concentration on his face as he fights the feelings that are building up inside him.
His balls bounce around, full of sperm that he's desperate to retain. But deep down he knows he's fighting a losing battle.
He almost wishes someone would walk in and put a stop to these horrible women. He knows though that he would most likely be seen as responsible and it would be their word against his.
"Please," he begs - hoping that he can appeal to their sympathies, "leave my dick alone. Haven't you done enough to me?"
Carmen's response is to stroke him more insistently, pulling harder on his member and making him moan.
"Shhh," says Roxy, "not long to go now." Jaime knows she is right - his resistance is weakening.
But it would be the ultimate degradation if he were made to ejaculate on demand. He'd never be able to live it down - it would haunt him for the rest of his life. So with renewed vigour he tries to break free from the women's grip before it's too late.
Jaime is trying his hardest to control his emotions. He's had enough of being pushed around by these women and thinks if he can resist long enough they'll give up and leave him alone. He certainly doesn't intend to shoot his load for them. But the women have ways and means of getting what they want and it's getting harder and harder to control himself.
Trying to break free of the women is proving fruitless. He just doesn't have the strength and Carmen keeps a tight hold on his penis.
She continues to stroke it and stimulate him while he struggles. She can tell that her efforts are having the desired affect and knows he won't be able to resist her much longer.
"Just let yourself go," says Roxy, "you know you want to. It'll be nice! And you'll feel so much better afterwards."
"Fuck off!" Cries Jaime - absolutely determined not to give in if he can help it. The women have humiliated him enough and he wants to make a stand to try and retain a shred of dignity.
"OW!" He exclaims in surprise as Roxy reaches over and cruelly twists his nipple. It merely adds to the pain from his arse and the rest of his battered body.
She does the other nipple for good measure, chuckling to herself at his extreme reaction. He's not so tough now.
The pain lends him strength and he manages to pull his arm free to cover his chest. But Roxy and Anna immediately work together to get him back under their control.
They wrench his arms down and pull them sharply behind his back. Carmen meanwhile never stops wanking him off.
He howls with frustration. If he hadn't been beaten up and had his normal strength he'd easily be able to overpower these evil bitches.
But as it is he's quickly overwhelmed by them once again and he gasps with shock as his arms are pinned behind him.
"It's pointless trying to escape," Roxy advises him, "you're no match for the three of us. And besides - what do you think would happen to you if you ran into the club stark naked?"
Jaime hangs his head, shamed by the very thought of the hundreds of people just outside the door seeing his naked body. "I think the bouncers would take a very dim view of that don't you?" Says Roxy to Anna.
Roxy decides to lend a hand to Carmen, knowing that the two of them working together will be able to break down his defences much faster.
The combination of having his engorged cock tugged on and his testicles fondled is starting to drive Jaime mad with lust. He grits his teeth trying to ride out the waves of pleasure that sweep over him.
There is silence for a moment and Jaime can feel his own heart beating ten to the dozen. His penis is rock hard in Carmen's hand and he suddenly feels desperate for release.
Carmen's expert hands bring him right to the edge. She knows the moment is close and starts to slow down to make it excruciating for the defenceless personal trainer.
Her steady, rhythmic stroke increases the pressure building up inside him and he lets out a low moan suddenly just wanting it all to be over and to be allowed to cum.
An instant later and it happens - Jaime ejaculates strongly in Carmen's grip.
It is the most intense sensation he's ever experienced and still the woman manipulates his cock agonisingly slowly - drawing the orgasm out.
Roxy, Anna and Carmen are delighted that they've made the arrogant man do exactly what they wanted. But they are determined to drain him dry of every last drop.
Copious amounts of semen shoot from the end of Jaime's throbbing cock.
All the stresses of his ordeal are momentarily forgotten as his balls clench and empty themselves.
It feels wonderful - like no orgasm he's ever experienced before. His head spins and he almost feels faint. But the women's raucous laughter in his ears brings him back down to earth.
They've never seen anything like it - Jaime's penis is like a fountain spewing forth more and more of his sperm.
So this is what an athlete's cock is like! It must be because of all the training he does in the gym.
Or perhaps he denies himself this pleasure and it's been a long time since he last came. Whatever the reason - the women are suitably impressed at his stamina.
Finally it starts to subside leaving the immediate area covered in the sticky white substance. Carmen squeezes his penis just to be sure and Jaime lets out a long slow sigh of relief.
The women gasp with joy at the volume of semen Jaime has produced. Who'd have thought this boastful little man had such an impressive talent that he kept to himself.
Having an idea, Roxy begins gathering up the messy fluid with her hand.
Before Jaime knows what she is doing she shoves her sticky fingers into this mouth, depositing his own sperm down his throat. "There you go," she says, "you sportsmen pay lots of money for protein shakes when you can make your own for free!"
She makes sure he can't spit it out, delighting in the gagging noises he makes as he tries not to swallow the strange tasting stuff.
He gasps for air as she removes her hand, feeling his own jizz sliding down the back of his throat. "There's plenty more," says Roxy.
Carmen wipes some off his body and follows Roxy's lead. Jaime feels sick to his stomach but is still woolly-headed from the orgasm and cannot think straight.
The two women shriek with laughter as they make Jaime eat all of the sperm that he sprayed over himself.
"Now we've shown you you'll be able to do this yourself every day. You'll save a fortune," mocks Roxy. Jaime remains silent. He cannot get the taste of his semen out of his mouth and he's never felt more ashamed or humiliated in his life.
"Actually," says Anna, a thought occurring to her, "you train at that posh new gym across town don't you? Metro Gym - that's the one." Jaime looks at her suspiciously. He vaguely remembers telling Roxy earlier. Now he wishes more than ever that he'd kept his mouth shut.
Getting her gist straight away Roxy joins in: "I think Anna, Carmen and myself will be joining there. We'll be your new clients! And you'll be seeing a lot more of us." Jaime is horrified - oh no!
Roxy runs her hand possessively over his penis and testicles glistening from their covering of his emissions.
"Yes indeed," concludes Anna, "and we can help you out with your training. We can milk you of your sperm every time we come and feed it to you to make you big and strong." Jaime's world comes crashing down around him and he realises he'll spend the rest of his life under the control of the three women he met in the nightclub toilet.
