Chapter 2

The sessions for both continued over the next few weeks; quickly, the first week turned into the second, and the second became the third. A month had passed before Lilian or Helena noticed, and from the offseason, Lilian went straight into the state championship.

Lilian’s performance in each category she entered was spectacular. All the judges and commentators were impressed with her rapid progress.

“It’s astonishing. She won a bronze medal three years ago, but you’d think she’d be nearing retirement at twenty-two. Instead, she surprises everyone with the best performance of her life,” one commentator explained.

“They say she’s been undergoing some almost miraculous new training,” another commentator added.

“That must be rumors and jealousy mixed. Clearly, she’s been training exceptionally and had a unique day,” the first commentator countered.

In the locker room, waiting for the uneven bars final, Lilian had a broad smile as she listened to the comments. However, this didn’t stop her from feeling nervous. Pacing back and forth, Lilian tried to shake off the nerves.

“You’ll tire yourself out before it’s time. Sit down,” Vlad said with a commanding tone in his voice.

That was all it took for Lilian to walk over to the bench beside him and sit down. Over the past month, Vlad’s authority over Lilian had grown immensely. But with the results achieved in recent days, there was no longer any doubt in the gymnast’s or her mother’s mind.

Naturally, as a dedicated coach to Lilian, their relationship went beyond the usual. A deep friendship had developed between the two, along with Lilian’s devotion to her coach. On the other hand, Vlad saw her as another of his creations, nearing perfection and under his control.

Helena sat on one of the benches farther away, not entirely focused on the moment. Lilian’s results were attracting a lot of attention, so her phone kept buzzing with new contracts pouring in.

“The final is about to start,” one of the staff members approached to announce.

Lilian sprang up from her seat, already preparing to enter the gym. However, Vlad’s warm hand gripped her shoulders.

“Before you go, I need to check your attire,” he announced to the girl.

It was a habit they had developed to avoid issues with the judging panel. Sometimes, small details in the outfit could be enough to lose a few tenths of a point. Lilian stood face-to-face with her coach, waiting for him to conduct the inspection.

Vlad looked her up and down, starting with her hairstyle and then moving to her makeup. Next was her outfit, the leotard, and how it fit her body. With a critical eye, he examined her neckline, checking that it wasn’t revealing or accentuating parts of her breasts or nipples.

Lilian kept her gaze forward, avoiding eye contact with her coach, though she was hoping not to face any more embarrassment in front of him.

As if it were routine, he slipped one hand inside her neckline and felt her breasts. They were heavy and so white it seemed like it was made out of milk. Slowly running his fingertips over her nipple, Vlad checked if the pasties were still in place.

“Looks good,” Vlad confirmed before crouching down, his face inches from Lilian’s crotch. With two fingers, he traced the side of the leotard, smoothing out the outline that had formed over her pussy lips.

“Done,” Vlad said as he stood up again.

Lilian’s face was completely flushed. She wanted to protest, but every time he checked her, she found herself intensely aroused. The feeling of being controlled, combined with the confidence he exuded, sent her into a state of ecstasy.

Seated at a distance, Helena had witnessed the scene a few times before. She still felt guilty for reacting poorly the first time, but now she saw how harmless it was. ‘He’s just checking. But it’s so sexy,’ she thought, trying to suppress how wet she was beneath her skirt.

Helena knew there was only a professional friendship between them, yet it was hard not to develop feelings for someone so commanding. ‘This is what my husband needs to learn,’ she thought briefly.

“Go out there and kill it,” Vlad said, squeezing Lilian’s shoulders as she nodded. With a final pat on her ass, Lilian left the locker room.

Carrying three gold medals and one silver, Lilian arrived at her new training facility on Monday. Excited to begin the next phase of her training, she knew she was ready for the national championship and that the Olympics could be within reach next year.

As she walked through the door of the new training center, she spotted her coach in the distance. Every time she saw him, her confidence in him grew, as did her confidence in herself.

“I’m here,” she announced cheerfully as she approached Helena and Vlad, who were in the center of the facility discussing some matters.

“It was the best decision we could’ve made. Thank you so much, Vlad,” Helena said.

“It was nothing. Now that Lilian has a dedicated coach just for her, being in the gym with all the other girls was a waste of time. Besides, she doesn’t compete in group events,” Vlad replied.

“Yes, this training center will be just ours. As you mentioned, we’ll be able to train more freely at any time of day and whatever best suits our needs,” Helena explained.

“Especially now that she’s famous,” Vlad added.

“Famous?” Lilian asked, surprised.

“You’ve got contracts signed with all the biggest brands, and even some that aren’t sports-related are trying to get in touch,” Helena explained.

“Like what?” Lilian asked, curious.

“The usual ones, like sneakers and supplements. But also some women’s fashion brands, even lingerie,” Helena said, laughing at the last option.

“Lingerie?!” Lilian exclaimed, her face turning red at the thought.

“Now that you’re more confident, people are noticing how stunning you are,” Vlad said, placing a finger under Lilian’s chin and lifting it.

Lilian blushed even more at the compliment but didn’t shy away from the contact.

As they talked, Helena’s phone kept buzzing with new calls and messages.

“I need to take care of these. Vlad, you already know your way around—you practically built this place,” Helena said hurriedly, heading up to the second floor where her office was.

“Alright, it’s time to focus on the national championship,” Vlad said to Lilian. “I believe you have a good chance of dominating from start to finish.”

“Yes,” Lilian agreed, smiling proudly.

“However,” Vlad interrupted, “I don’t want to take chances. I want certainty.”

Lilian narrowed her eyes, thrilled by the challenge.

“That’s why we’re starting a new training regimen. It’ll be tougher and more demanding than anything you’ve done before, and I’ll need your complete obedience,” Vlad said seriously.

“Yes, sir,” Lilian responded promptly.

“Great. Let’s start with the ice bath,” Vlad said.

“And the training?” Lilian asked, confused.

“We’ll begin tomorrow. You just competed, so I need to check your condition first,” Vlad explained, walking toward the locker room.