Chapter 11: Why Weight?

Course 8 / Day 3: Course Progress Meeting

Participant Notes: Fifty

Jo: She coped well with her initial work programme yesterday. No concerns so far, but of course little has been done to stretch her beyond her treatment on arrival and her shaving / piercing sessions, which she managed to get through without more than expected levels of distress. The exercise training regime continues today to increase her level of fitness.

Jenny's Recollections

At the start of today, I'm feeling strange. I can hardly believe that I consented to them piercing my tongue and my septum but I can feel the stud in my mouth and the ring in my nose every time that I move my tongue or shake my head. The piercings feel a little sore. Not painful just — well — there. It's more than that though; more than the physical discomfort. I'm left wondering what they are going to ask me to do and what I will consent to.

Jo arrives with an electric razor. She has me kneel and then watches as I shave my head. She tells me that I will do this every day to keep my head smooth and hairless. It feels strange. It's not like the hair has even started to grow back, or at least, so it seems. When I say this to Jo she simply tells me that it's part of my routine. It doesn't matter if there is hair or not, shaving is going to be done every morning first thing.

After that I'm brought to the gym to find myself confronted by George and my fellow slaves. We're put into the same rubber G-strings and triathlon suits and lined up at one end of the gym with our hands on our heads.

George has in his hand the remote control that he can use to shock us. As if we needed reminding!

While George is thumbing through some papers, I sneak a look around at the others. Carrie has also had her head shaved - it's a relief to find I'm not the only one - but no-one else has a nose ring, at least so far ... Those who notice mine smile and I risk a quick smile back.

"So, Fifty," — it's George speaking — "no real weight training experience?"

"No ... Sir."

He smiles, but narrows one eye. The "Sir" was obviously expected a bit earlier in my reply.

"Why not?"

"Er, well, err, Sir, I mean it's not a thing girls do really, unless you are very sporty..."

"And do owners like flabby slaves?"

Owners. That word again. I get an odd stab of pleasure hearing it applied to me.

"Well, no, I guess not. But doesn't weight training make you all bulky and not very attractive?"

"Fifty: that's just a myth. Yes, you can get overbuilt, but you have to work hard and very long to achieve that and it does not come by accident. On the other hand, what about her?"

He shows me a photograph of a gymnast. She is beautiful in her poise and her physique. No fat. Toned body. Defined muscle. Beautiful posture. Serious eye candy for sure. I mean, if you're into women.

"Yes, Sir. She is very ... Beautiful."

"I'm glad you agree, Fifty. I will have her picture put on your cell wall, to remind you where you are going"

Cell wall? I get another adrenalin rush at George's reminder. I know that is how I feel about it, but it's a charge to hear it called that.

"So, this is the start of quite a long road for you. Weight training gives you everything she has and the inner strength of knowing you have worked hard to achieve it. Also, pleasure at knowing you delight the eyes of others. You OK with that?"

"Yes, Sir."

"Good. So this is what you are going to do with us. We have eight weeks and you get two programmes. We'll change things after about a month to give your body another challenge. Otherwise, you'd just stop improving. We have time to lay a foundation, which you will build on after you are discharged..."