John blinked in the blinding light, his eyes still adjusting to the brightness out from underneath Holly’s rump. He stumbled as she set him down on the table next to the laptop, turning his gaze to the screen. Dozens of comments scrolled on the chat bar, ranging from offers to join in, to small donations coupled with suggestions of things to do with the tiny man. John’s blood ran cold as he read the words: “UP NEXT: SPIN BIKE” flashing at the top of the main camera feed.
Behind him, Holly grunted as she wheeled in what looked like a heavily modified bicycle. The front wheel was missing, replaced with a stand that split into two legs to support the contraption. The rear wheel was a solid metal disc and appeared to be the center of gravity for the bike as Holly wrestled it into the center of the room. It had a pair of handlebars that curved up and out away from each other, but John’s attention was quickly snatched by the seat. At first glance it looked like a normal seat, but John noticed the front portion was raised more than expected. Given the nature of Holly’s cam show, he figured it had a sexual reason for the odd shape, and wondered what his role would be in this next exercise.
The towering athletic woman breathed out heavily as she gave the bike one last scoot into position, then turned her attention back to her viewers. Or more specifically, to the one live audience member standing just a few feet away on her table. Her face lit up as she walked over and bent down, providing the laptop camera with a stunning view of her cleavage. Droplets of sweat glistened on her skin, with one small rivulet trickling down between her breasts before soaking into her sports bra.
John squeaked as Holly picked him up. Her breath washed over him as she brought him up to eye level, and he felt a mixture of arousal and fear as his gaze matched hers.
“So, it looks like my fans chose the spin bike for our next workout.” She gestured to the bike and took a few steps closer. “And you’re going to be my little motivation today. Since it’s a very important role, I’ll even let you decide which way you want to face while we ride.”
John broke his stare with Holly for a brief moment to look at the approaching bicycle seat. It had a small indentation in the raised portion of the seat, leaving room for something cylindrical to be wedged into it. Holly noticed his look of confusion, and purred.
“Mmm… usually that’s where I tuck a vibrator for my rides, but this time, that gets to be your job.” She licked her lips in anticipation, she couldn’t wait to feel John squished beneath her again. “So, what’ll it be, John? Front or back?”
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