Kim, with her hands on her wide hips, waited for you to finish swimming to her. When you arrived she said, "What took you so long? Have some trouble on the way?" before she smirked evilly to herself. "Anyway, you lost, a lot. I think I'll start your training with some exercises. Here's your task: hold my thong in place." as you began to ask what that meant, Kim reached back to her G-string and loosened the right side of the top loop, which goes across her right thigh from her crotch-fabric to the rear string that goes up her butt crack. Then she tied your feet to the string at her thigh, and knotted your hands around the part at her butt crack.
When she finished, you were drawn across her right ass cheek, acting as part of her thong. Kim shook her waist back and forth, making her butt cheek slam into you repeatedly as you ricocheted off her flesh repeatedly. "Hmm, too loose..." Kim said. Then she reached back and started to re-tie your hand knot. As she finished, you felt your whole body sinking into her soft butt cheek. She had obviously tightened the knot, but it seemed she did it a little too much; the string on the left butt cheek and you on the right butt cheek both indented into her expansive flesh. Your face was forced against her ass, keeping you from yelling or making much noise. Kim looked over her shoulder at you, and jiggled her ass once more. This time, you did not separate from her flesh. Instead, you were constantly pulled flat into her ass, and only felt her butt quivering around your body.
"Much better! I know I’m supposed to wear the straps up over my hips, but I like the feeling of them digging into my buttcheek." Kim said happily from above. Then she started to wade her way out of the pool. As she took the first step with her right foot forward, her right buttock extended, giving you some slack, though you were still being pulled up against her skin and dragged across her smooth flesh. Then, as her right leg came back, her ass cheek compressed, puffing outwards and pressing into you mercilessly. Every step you were drawn by your binds face first into her massive ass, and unable to do anything about it. As her butt scrunched upwards with every other step, it jiggled from her hip-swaying, and you couldn't help but jiggle along with it.
When Kim got to the edge of the pool, she spun around and slowly lowered her ass onto the porcelain walkway. Your back hit the ground first, before the rest of Kim’s ass enveloped you as her huge butt flattened against the ground. Kim sat there for a moment, enjoying her “victory trophy” from the race. Finally, she lifted one leg up out of the pool and stood up. Looking back over her shoulder again, Kim reached back and laced one finger under your torso. She slowly pulled you away from her cheek, and then released you when you were barely an inch away. You slapped against her wall of flesh, and quickly depressed back into her butt. Kim giggled, and pulled you back again; this time, almost four inches. Your arms and legs were aching by the top she pulled you this far back. When she let go, your body slammed into her ass cheek violently, bouncing it (and you) around for a few seconds. Kim laughed, and began to walk again, repeating the cycle of; right foot forward, you are ground across her buttcheek, right foot backward, you get imprinted into her ass.
After a few minutes of this torture, Kim reaches her stand and climbs the ladder to her seat. As she climbs, her g-string is pulled tight against her butt, dragging you against her ass even harder than before. When she reaches the top, she turns around, and drops her ass, roughly, into her chair. You are instantly crushed flat as her massive weight smashes your already tired and beaten body. Kim basks in the sun for a while, occasionally shifting her weight around (which grinds your back against the chair and your front side against her massive ass) until she finally stands up on the top rung of her ladder. She twists around as far as she can (dragging your face across her butt as she does) to look at you. “Well, Jim. I think that may have been enough of a workout for now, wouldn’t you agree?” and when you can’t respond, she pokes you with her finger and pushes you up and down her butt cheek, sliding you over her warm skin. “Hellloooo? Alright, I’ll just take that as a yes, since Melissa would be mad if I didn’t train you in more than one way today…” Kim pulls her finger off of you, and goes to undo your foot-knot.
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