A couple hours later, after I finished my daily exercise regimen, I returned to see a couple sweating but seemingly otherwise-unconcerned ladies. That's odd.

I checked the odometers, and noticed both were within the distance ranges required. Aha. They've been practicing. Well, time to toss in the well-known monkey wrench.

"Hi ladies!" They jumped. "How's the run going? nice steady easy pace?"

Both nodded, a little too breathless to speak. I checked the environmental controls. Never turned them on, darnit.

"I would expect the next little while to be somewhat more difficult. I'm turning on the environmental controls now." I flipped the switch, and saw the heating coils in front of the air vents start to glow. As did the ladies, before long. I pulled up a stool to face the front of the machinery, and enjoyed the wonderful view; things I liked to bounce and jiggle were doing so. I settled back to watch for a while, but after 10 minutes or so I needed to take off my shirt and grab one of those bottled waters. Checking the thermometer on the wall behind me, I saw it was nearly 100. But it's a DRY heat, don't you know.

A few minutes later, the system started to cycle to the chilling side of the cycle; it was below 50 in about 15 minutes, and still dropping. As was the speed of my runners! Couldn't have that! It's my duty to slide around behind them (to another stool) and use the nice little buggy whip I had our local leather shop make. The tip of the whip is split into 6, each knotted with a tiny piece of wire. Not enough to break the skin, but it would leave a mark which likely would last several days. Taking a couple of practice swings between them to adjust for range and distance, I began to mark their backs, buttocks, and thighs slowly. A swing now and then, some false strikes, and they were running for all they were worth. Being from the Upper Midwest near the Canadian border, 50 degrees was swimming weather. The dial dropped a little further and got really close to freezing. I thought I might pull my shorts back on, but it started to get warmer again, so I didn't bother.

The next couple of hours were exciting for the sisters in pain. They had some hot and cold, they had a truly mild whipping, and Ruby had a few of the shocks. Not a good time for the ladies at all. I walked between them, and asked which would like 15 minutes off? Sari answered first, so I paused her machine and took her to the stool in front of Ruby. She dropped to her knees and got my cock ready for action and lubricated, and quickly settled herself down on it, facing Ruby. That seemed kind of mean of her in front of her sister in pain, but it was her decision.

Her passage was tight but she was wet; aha! Exercise Slut alarm going off. She started stroking me slowly, but she didn't have much break time left, so I grabbed her nipples and started pulling her up and down to pick up the pace. This was unusual for me, as I wasn't caring whether she got any pleasure or not. She seemed to have forgotten this was a punishment. Sari would remember very soon.

I came in short order, lifted her off my hardness, and used her towel to wipe off. She got back on the treadmill and started running. Suddenly she was jumping all over and complaining!

Quietly I asked her what was wrong? She was behind on her mileage for the hour, she was shocked. That was part of the instructions, right? But I'd offered 15 minutes off! Which she had gotten, but I didn't change the punishment part!

She cried. But she ran hard, and soon the shocks died away. I looked to Ruby and made her the same offer. She thanked me very nicely, but no. I smiled inside. Quick learner.

Picking up my whip, I could feel the temperature falling again, so I got in front of them this time and began the occasional stroke on breasts and thighs, with the occasional one landing quite close to their pussies. Just enough whip to keep their pace up.

I checked the time and distance; they had about 2 hours to go, and only about a mile and a half. Turning off the environmentals, I mentioned the remaining distance and time; I expected them to finish the mileage at whatever pace they wished, but they were not to sit down longer than 5 minutes.

It was time to check on Jaden's progress. He was visible at a distance now, as I had him on the floor, scrubbing. With a tooth brush and some baking soda. The floor looked good! Stopping next to him, I told him to stand and work the kinks out of his back. His, "Oh, thank you Sir" was quite sincere. No doubt so, as he'd been on his knees four hours.

"A little stiff, Jaden?"

"Yes, Sir, I am. I'm not used to being on my knees quite so long, Sir."

"Well, we'll get you used to that." I looked around and, as I had hoped, there was something to criticize. "Jaden, do you dislike anyone here?"

"Well, uh, no Sir."

"Is there some reason you wish to endanger my life, Jaden?"

"Sir? No Sir!"

"Then why did you leave your working materials on the floor where they are a safety hazard?"

"Sir? I don't know. I, well you see you told me to stand up, Sir and..."

He was cut off rather quickly as I kicked in with the Marine Drill Sargeant voice. "Are you trying to blame ME for your attempts to hurt others here? Well? Speak up, Jaden! Why do you hate me on your first day? "

Naturally, he changed fourteen shades of red and looked shocked. He looked me right in the eye. He he he. A second offense. "I didn't... I don't... Sir, but I was only..."

I stepped next to him, not wanting him to notice he had an audience yet, most of whom were quietly smiling. I shot a quieting glance at them, and kept going.

"You didn't. You don't. Sir but I. That's about the only thing you've gotten close to correct. You are a butt. Where are your eyes supposed to be when addressing a Master?"

"My eyes are to be on the floor, unless otherwise ordered, Sir." Eyes down this time.

"Well at least SOMEthing sunk into that memory of yours! We have to fix the danger in this situation, right Jaden? Get down on your knees, now flat on the floor. I want you crawling like a worm, to get the cap of the cleaner in your mouth. Then you will continue crawling until you get to the toothpaste tube and screw the lid on WITHOUT using your hands. Once you've completed that, I want you to take the tube with you and get that brush off the floor. By the way, that was a clean new brush when I gave it to you; it's worn some like it should be, but I don't expect it returned dirty. Use your mouth to clean it off, then return brush and tube to Jenny's cleaning closet. Crawling. Nobody gave you any permission to walk. Once that is complete, it should be suppertime and you'll be off-duty; walk to dinner and get to know some of the people here. You are absolutely forbidden from any sexual pleasure for yourself until given permission by Mastermike, Mobius, Mistress Ruby, or me."

"Uh, yes Sir!" I waved my hand and the audience broke up: giving me a chance to get back to my ladies.

I checked the distance on the treadmills; Ruby was at 13.5, Sari at 13.

"Good job, ladies. Punishment is now over. Clean up in here, then both go shower and fix yourself up for the evening. It will give you a chance to meet Jaden, and we can all get outside of some calories for supper. Both of you, save room for dessert, however. Report to my suite at 2100, and be clean, no makeup or such, and empty, if you catch my drift."

To be continued by Sir Chuck Jaden, feel free to pick up your story
with others at supper.