Stephen didn’t stop or slow down for a single second. Keeping his heavy grip on her hips, he forced her to crawl forward on all fours across the rubber gym mats, dragging her directly toward Alexander so she could greet him face-to-face while he continued driving into her from behind.

"I told you to say hello to him, and now you’re calling him Master?" asked Stephen, a deep, rumbling laugh escaping his chest as he delivered a heavy slap to her thigh. "How many masters do you have, bitch?"

"As many... as many as you want me to have!" screamed the woman, her head tossing back as her eyes rolled up in pure ecstasy. "My pussy, my ass, my mouth... my entire body is yours, Master! Ahhh! Aggghhh!"

With one final, powerful thrust, her body violently convulsed. She let out a piercing, breathless shriek as she completely flooded the bench press station, a massive wave of female cum soaking the leather and dripping down onto the floor.

Stephen smoothly pulled out, letting her collapse flat onto the rubber mat like a broken doll, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. He casually reached over to the back of the power rack, grabbed a clean white towel, and began wiping the sweat and fluids from his massive manhood.

"How are you doing, kid?" asked Stephen, tossing the towel aside and stepping over the groaning woman. "You look completely fucked up."

Stephen confidently extended his massive, unwashed hand toward him, offering a friendly greeting.

Alexander stood completely frozen, his eyes darting between the naked, dripping woman on the floor and the giant hand hovering in front of his face. His jaw tightened in absolute disbelief. "What the actual hell?" muttered Alexander, taking a step back with a disgusted grimace. "You were just inside her two seconds ago. Why the fuck are you trying to shake my hand like this?"

Stephen let out a booming laugh, pulling his hand back and wiping it casually on his gym shorts instead. "Ah, I forgot you’re new around here," said Stephen, his eyes crinkling with rough, genuine warmth. "My bad, kid. Anyway, what brings you to my corner of the world at midnight?"

Alexander took a breath, his shoulders relaxing as the chaotic tension of the day finally began to ease. "I want to train," stated Alexander, looking around the heavy iron machines. "I need to be able to defend myself against unforeseen situations. You know what I mean?"

Stephen’s face instantly lit up with immense, infectious enthusiasm, and he slapped Alexander heavily on his uninjured shoulder. "I completely understand you!" shouted Stephen, his voice booming with pride. "There is absolutely nothing better in this world than a body that is completely capable of reacting at any given moment! Alright, let’s do this... Bitch, whenever you manage to get up, go take a shower. I’ll see you tomorrow, and make sure you bring that ass completely clean."

"Yes, Master," groaned the mature woman from the floor, slowly pushing herself up onto her knees with a dazed, blissed-out smile. "I’ll bring it perfectly washed and well-dilated so you can completely destroy it for me again."

"She’s my absolute favorite," said Stephen, watching her walk toward the locker rooms before turning back to Alexander with a proud wink. "Don’t go putting your eyes on her just yet, kid. That little pussy belongs entirely to me. Haha, nah, I’m just joking with you! I’ll completely lend her to you one of these days. She absolutely loves getting fucked. She’s basically the gym mascot at this point. Honestly, if you’ve never fucked her, it’s almost like you’ve never actually been to this gym before."

Stephen gestured for Alexander to follow him toward a cleaner lounge area, his tone shifting into that of a passionate, knowledgeable mentor.

"Alright, look, kid," said Stephen, leaning against a supplement counter with a broad smile. "This is a completely decent, professional business, so we break the training down into two distinct parts. First, we have the physical training—which I can see you urgently need after whatever the hell happened to you today. Second, we have the sexual training. We have highly advanced techniques developed specifically to make sure you improve drastically in every single aspect of performance."

Alexander raised an eyebrow, listening intently as Stephen continued to break down the program.

"Now, the membership isn’t free," Stephen explained, offering an encouraging, friendly shrug. "Come on, I have to eat and make a living out of something, right? But I promise you it’s not overly expensive for what you get. It’s exactly one hundred thousand dollars a month. Believe me, kid, it is worth every single cent. If it wasn’t, I wouldn’t have every single active TMC agent in this entire sector training right here under my roof."

Stephen leaned in slightly, his voice dropping into a proud, confidential rumble. "I was trained directly at the corporate headquarters," whispered Stephen. "I can’t talk too much about that, obviously, but I brought every single piece of knowledge I learned there back with me to this facility. There is absolutely no better master in this entire world than me, Alex. You’re in good hands."

"Did the actual gods train you or what?" asked Alexander, a slight smirk playing on his lips.

Stephen didn’t laugh. His face went entirely serious, his deep eyes locking onto Alexander’s with absolute gravity. "The gods of sex," said Stephen, his voice dropping into a low, echoing rumble. "It’s still way too early for you to know about certain things, kid, but believe me, I wouldn’t take that lightly. The gods of sex are far more real than you think. But anyway, tell me what you want to do first. Do you want to train your physical strength? Or do you want to improve your performance in bed?"

Stephen confidently gestured down to his groin, slapping his thigh with a proud grin. "Look at my dick—hard, firm, and completely untamed," stated Stephen, his massive enthusiasm returning in a flash. "I’ve been fucking all day, all week, all month, and it gets rock-hard exactly when I want it to. I make them cum over and over again without breaking a sweat. This right here is the house guarantee, Alex. So, where do we start?"