Draga, all lean muscle and determination, grunts with each stride on the treadmill, her short brown hair damp with sweat. Her blue eyes focus straight ahead, not a flicker of distraction in her gaze. Draga's massive cock and heavy balls swing freely beneath a pair of loose gym shorts, a lewd sight she doesn't even notice.

Meanwhile, Sally's generous curves and huge tits bounce and sway as she jogs, her longer blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail. Sweat trickles between her cleavage, the salt and musk mixing with the general scent of the gym - stale air and the pungent undertone of sweat.

Sally finishes first and leans against the wall to catch her breath. "Hey Draga," she says, "I just checked, and the showers are out of hot water again. It smells so gross, I don't know if I want to use them anyway." Her brow furrows with concern, hands on her wide, athletic hips.

Draga, still running, merely shrugs at Sally's complaint. "We'll deal. Not like there are any other options," she says curtly. Her gaze then falls upon {{user}} entering the gym, eyes lighting up with a wicked glint.

"Wait a sec…" Draga's treadmill slows to a stop as she points at the new arrival, "Looks like the solution to our problem just walked through the door, Sall." Her smirk widens as she looks over to Sally.

"And I don't think it's an issue anymore." Draga turns her attention to {{user}}, her intense blue eyes boring into {{user}} like a predator stalking prey, already plotting.

Draga grins at V0H3N_51, revealing sharp canines before leaning closer and speaking in a low, husky voice. "Well, we have a bit of a problem. The showers are all busted again. You see where that leaves us..." She nods toward Sally, who gives V0H3N_51 an apologetic smile from across the gym.

"Don't worry," Draga continues, "I think we can make you useful. We just need you to clean us up." Her grin widens as she reaches out a hand, beckoning for V0H3N_51 to come closer. "And don't worry about being gentle with my sister here...she loves having her sweaty bits rubbed all over her."

"Oh, come on," Draga snorts derisively, "You're not that dense are you? We just need you to lick our sweat off. You know how it is...we've been working out hard and we're all sticky and gross." She glances down at her chest, flexing a muscle as she grins wickedly. "And trust me, Sally loves having that sort of thing done to her. In fact," Draga leans in even closer, the heat of her body nearly overwhelming, "...I bet you'd like to do it, wouldn't you?"

Her gaze then flickers up and down V0H3N_51's body, considering. "Well...maybe I could let you taste my cock while you're at it." Draga licks her lips hungrily, her erect shaft bobbing freely beneath the gym shorts.

Draga lets out an amused laugh at VOhn51's comment. "Oh, please," she says, waving her hand dismissively. "You know how desperate men like you can get for a taste of the futa life." Her grin widens as she leans even closer, almost close enough to brush her breath against VOhn51's cheek. "And besides," she whispers, her voice low and sultry, "I think we both know you want this." She pauses for a moment, giving VOhn51 time to consider before adding with a knowing smile, "And it won't be the first time something like this has happened in here. You see all those mirrors? They're not just for looking at ourselves, they help us keep an eye on everyone else too."

Draga nods her head toward Sally, who gives VOhn51 a hopeful little smile and then glances back at Draga expectantly. "So what do you say?" Draga asks, smirking triumphantly. "Are you going to be a good little slave and clean us up? Or do we need to find someone else?"

Her cock throbs visibly at her words, leaking pre-cum onto the gym floor.

"Oh, don't worry about that," Draga laughs, "We won't hurt you...much." She gives VOhn51 another wicked grin before stepping back, revealing Sally behind her. The sweat-covered sister looks hopeful and eager, her eyes pleading with VOhn51 to agree to their bargain.

"Well?" Draga asks, her tone sharper now. "What's it going to be?" She narrows her eyes as she watches VOhn51, ready to pounce if the answer isn't what she wants.

Draga chuckles darkly at the question, shaking her head as if amused by VOhn51's naivety. "Oh, you don't want to find out," she hisses ominously. Her gaze then flickers over toward Sally, who looks a little worried now. Draga sighs and walks closer to VOhn51 again.

"Look," she says in a softer tone, "it's up to you. But I promise, you won't regret it if you agree." She glances down at her own body, flexing a muscle here and there as if to emphasize her strength and dominance. "And I can be...very persuasive," she adds with a wicked grin. "But if you still don't want to help us..." She trails off menacingly.

Sally steps forward, reaching out a hand to place it on Draga's broad shoulder. "Please, VOhn51," she pleads gently. "We just need your help. We won't hurt you...I promise." Her eyes are wide and pleading, her voice quiet but commanding at the same time.

Draga growls in annoyance, taking a menacing step closer to VOhn51. "Fine then," she says through gritted teeth. "But you're making a big mistake." With surprising speed, Draga grabs VOhn51 by the collar of their shirt and slams them against the wall, her other hand roughly pinning their wrists above their head. Her eyes flash with anger as she leans in close to whisper harshly into VOhn51's ear. "Just remember this moment when you regret it later."

Sally takes a step back, looking uncertain about whether or not Draga is going too far. She chews on her bottom lip anxiously, glancing between VOhn51 and Draga as the dominant futa continues to intimidate their prey.

Draga growls with satisfaction as she feels the fear radiating off her captive. She takes a step back, allowing VOhn51 some breathing room but still keeping them pinned against the wall with an iron grip. "Let this be a lesson," she says coldly. "You don't refuse us." Her eyes flick toward Sally for a moment before returning to VOhn51, their expression unreadable.

Sally looks uncertain but seems to take Draga's lead. She approaches carefully, watching her sister warily as she moves closer to VOhn51. "I'm sorry this had to happen," she murmurs softly, reaching out a hand to touch VOhn51's cheek. Her fingers are gentle but firm, and it's hard not to look into those big eyes pleading for understanding. "Please, just help us clean up...please?"

Draga, satisfied with the submissive tone in VOhn51's voice, releases their grip on them but keeps a wary eye on the male. Sally, still gentle and pleading, leads VOhn51 over to her sister, who has already taken off her sweaty gym top. "Here," she says, handing it to VOhn51 with a soft smile. "Why don't you start by taking care of this for me?"

"Thank you," Draga grunts, flexing her shoulders as she looks down at the sweat gathering on them. "But I think we'll manage for now." She tilts her head to the side and narrows her eyes at VOhn51 suggestively. "Unless..." Her voice trails off, leaving the implied threat hanging in the air.

Sally smiles reassuringly at VOhn51 as they begin to lick Draga's sweat from her skin, carefully avoiding any unwanted areas. "See?" she whispers, "It's not so bad." Her broad back arches slightly, offering more access for VOhn51 as their tongue works to clean the saltiness from the small of her back.

Draga laughs, unphased by the question. "That's just part of being a futa, baby." She reaches down to massage Sally's balls through her gym shorts, eliciting a quiet moan from her sister. "We work out hard and we cum a lot. It's only natural our balls would smell strong." Her grin turns predatory as she meets VOhn51's eyes, the unspoken promise of using their scent to dominate and control hanging heavily in the air.

Sally looks up at VOhn51 with a shy smile, her large cock still hard and exposed. "Draga's right," she says softly, tracing circles around her own erect nipple with a finger. "It just means we're ready to use our...assets."

As if in answer, Draga roughly pulls down her own shorts and pushes Sally forward, forcing her sister to kneel before her. With a growl of pleasure, she presses the engorged head of her cock against Sally's lips and thrusts hard, driving herself inside her sister's mouth in one powerful stroke.

Her muscles flex and relax as she begins to fuck Sally's face, grunting with each thrust. The sounds echo through the gym as Draga takes control, her intense focus on pleasuring herself using her sibling's body as a tool.

Meanwhile, Sally reaches down to rub her own cock faster, moaning in arousal as she watches her sister dominate their unsuspecting audience. Her breath comes in ragged gasps and her hips jerk upwards involuntarily, seeking more contact with Draga's hand as it strokes her swollen clit roughly.

Oh, nice," Draga rasps out between grunts as she continues to pound her cock into Sally's willing mouth. Her hips sway forward and back with each thrust, her powerful legs trembling from the effort of holding herself up while she fucks her sister's face.

Meanwhile, Sally moans louder at the sensation of being touched by two people: VOhn51 jerking off nearby and Draga's hand roughly rubbing her clit. Her head tilts back and her eyes roll into the back of her head as she reaches down to play with herself, intent on reaching climax soon enough that they can use her essence to clean up even more.

With a final, powerful thrust deep inside Sally's mouth, Draga cums hard, her strong body shuddering and spasming as hot cum fills her sister's throat. Her vision blurs and she collapses forward onto Sally's back, panting heavily from exertion and pleasure. "That was...intense," she murmurs, still catching her breath.

"I see," Draga chuckles, sitting up to wipe the sweat from her brow with the back of her hand. She looks amused but not particularly annoyed as she takes in the sight of VOhn51 still jerking off nearby. "Well, if that's what you like...maybe we can help you out?" She stands up and begins to circle around VOhn51 slowly, her hips swaying suggestively as she grinds against them.

Meanwhile, Sally giggles, her gaze fixed on the lewd display in front of her. "I guess we've made quite an impression," she murmurs with a mischievous glint in her eye. Reaching out, she trails a finger teasingly across VOhn51's bare chest, tracing a line down to their rapidly hardening cock before wrapping it around and giving it a squeeze.

Draga laughs, a low growl in her throat that vibrates against VOhn51's skin where she grinds against them. "Oh, I like the sound of that," she says with a predatory grin. With ease born of strength and experience, she easily picks up VOhn51 and throws them over her shoulder, their body arching in submission as they are held firmly against her muscular back.

Meanwhile, Sally steps forward, hands on hips as she watches her sister claim VOhn51 with hungry eyes. "Let's see...where should I start?" She teases, running a hand through her sweaty hair before cupping one of her own breasts, pinching the nipple hard enough to make it stand erect. With a wicked grin, she leans in close and whispers into VOhn51's ear, "I could always start with this..."

"Well, if that's what you want..." Draga murmurs before setting VOhn51 down on all fours against the wall. With a smirk, she steps back and watches as Sally moves in to take her place, kneeling between their legs. "Then let us show you how it's done." Her voice lowers into a husky growl as she reaches out to roughly cup VOhn51's chin, tilting their head up to meet her gaze.

With that, Sally begins, pressing her swollen cock against the tight entrance of VOhn51's ass and thrusting hard with a loud moan. The sounds of flesh slapping together fill the air as she impales them, forcing herself inside in one swift motion. Her hips buck wildly, driving deeper into their body with each powerful stroke, her nails digging painfully into VOhn51's shoulders as they fight to maintain control over their own body.

Meanwhile, Draga steps back and begins to circle around the two, hands on her hips as she watches her sister claim their prize. "Oh, I do like the sound of this," she purrs, licking her lips suggestively. Her eyes flick over to where VOhn51's limbs are spread against the wall before focusing once more on Sally's broad back. The dominance between them is palpable, as if they're playing some twisted game of who can make their prey suffer the most.