You are an employee at the local Hollywood gym as a part-time towel boy. It was another regular summer day and the place was packed with people ready to jump into the large, cold, indoor pool. The gym on the other hand, had hardly anybody since it was way too hot too be lifting weights without overheating yourself. After your 1 p.m. break, you headed back to your scheduled routine of towel clean ups across the gym. As you passed the almost deserted gym, you spotted a rare sight: two famous celebrities. Josh Hutcherson and Liam Hemsworth were lifting weights ferociously trying to compete with each other. You found yourself dazed standing there a little too long watching the two bulge their muscles. Until finally, Josh gave up and Liam yelled out victoriously, teasing Josh about how weak he was. You ultimately decided to continue your job after you saw Josh looking pissed as he headed towards the punching bag with Liam.
Moments later, you were cleaning the boy's humid and empty locker room when you heard the door slam wide open with force. And in came the star-studded Josh Hutcherson, who was sweating so hard his skin was glistening. He was still panting from his workout and looked even more pissed, hinting that Liam beat him again. Seeing that he could've beat you to a pulp right there if you bothered him with an autograph, you kept your distance, mopping up the tiled floor.
"Hey, towel boy", he called at you, not caring if he sounded rude
"Yes, is there anything you need?", you asked politely
"Yeah. Hand me a towel. I'm sweating like crazy", he said feeling his skin
You nodded and went to your supply cart, but there were no towels left.
"Um..Sorry. There's no more towels here, let me run to the supply closet for you"
Josh just gave you a blank stare signaling you to go. When you ran to the roomy supply closet, you found that every towel was gone. It really was a big crowd at the pool then. You found yourself in the position to tell Josh, this towel boy didn't have any towels. You begrudgingly walked back to Josh who was now sitting on the bench, still sweating like an oaf.
"Sorry, sir. We are all out of towels for now", you hung your head and apologized hoping for a calm reaction.
"WHAT THE HELL!!!" he suddenly roared, and you stumbled back from his fury. "WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU'RE ALL OUT!!! IM PISSED AND SWEATY NOW!!!", he stood up fists clenched
"PLEASE DON'T HURT ME!", you shrieked making a defensive stance
"OH, HURT YOU?! IM NOT GOING TO HURT YOU, IM GOING TO MAKE YOU DO YOUR JOB!"
"What do you mean?", you asked quietly
Without responding, Josh swiftly locked the two available doors and marched back to you, who was still standing there in fear. He grabbed you and pushed you to the ground, forcing you to kneel before the blonde star. He then took off his sweaty muscle shirt and tied it around your head, gagging your mouth.
"YOU'RE GOING TO BE MY TOWEL, BITCH!!", he cursed at you. "Now which part of my sweaty-ass body do you want to begin with, 'towel boy'."
He makes you worship his...
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