Dani Enforcing the Rules

Dani, one of the more capable (and violent) FACC enforcers was up the beach from Becky and her trainers. Her mission was more precise however. She was to apprehend a male who exploited every temptation the Club allowed him to get the body and fame he desired. He was a typical two-dimensional fool with only superficial motivations, just as the FACC expected. This one, like so many, thought he could just take his prizes and leave and there was no retirement from the Club as he was about to find out.

Dani walked up to her target, a powerfully built man in a purple and black wetsuit. He looked at her and immediately turned to walk away, but he was too late.

"Matt!" Dani said cheerfully as she grabbed him from behind.

"Don't start. I'm not in the mood." He pushed her hands down.

"It's not about mood Matt, it's about you not paying your dues." Dani's tone was less friendly.

"You're ridiculous. You got what you got, and now I'm done."

"No, that's not how this works. We gave you this body, that big cock, all these sponsors dying to put their name on your clothes, and we really don't ask for much."

"Bull shit! I did the boy toy thing, the prize fighting, the fucking camming, you know you bitches and I are even." He shrugged her off and moved to walk away.

"You don't turn your back on me!" Dani flew into a rage and with a precision strike, she punched him hard in his big vulnerable balls.

"Uggghhh!" Was all he could get out as she nearly lifted him onto his toes.

"Not today!" He managed to gasp out as he turned around with a skilled but futile punch.

Dani ducked him easily, knowing exactly what he would do. She also put a hard knee strike between his thighs. This time he was less defiant and tumbled forward to the cabana behind him. As he tried to climb the steps with his wobbly legs, Dani put her heel into his clearly defined testicles and traumatized them further, sending him to the deck.

"What do you want?..." Matt gasped as he saw stars. 

"Now? A whole lot more." Dani pulled the zipper down the back of his wetsuit as the quivering male tried to stop himself from sinking to the ground.

"I don't understand. Why?"

"Yes you do. You were on the top tier, just bring us two new recruits a month and life just keeps rolling along." She was calmer as she pulled his wetsuit wide open.

"You expected me to keep selling guys out to you?" He could offer little resistance after what she did to him.

"Yea!" Dani stood up and kicked him in the side.

Matt fell to his back but again did not resist. She could not see if he was looking at her through his tinted goggles but she was in her zone. She put her foot down hard on his throat until he started to gasp.

"No, please." He plead.

"That's good. Now let's see how sincere you are. New terms. Five recruits per month, we take eighty percent of your endorsement money, fifty percent of your competition winnings, AND you start fighting in our mixed gender leagues. Got it?" She asked as she crushed his throat further. He nodded.

"Now, I can see we've still got you nice and under control. Show me." She glanced down to his raging erection the beating he took from her led to.

"I'm hurt." He whispered and was answered with more pressure.

Matt pulled his arms from from his wetsuit and grabbed himself. He went to work hard, despite the tender state he was in but his arousal was genuine and intense. He stared at Dani through his dark glasses as his face changed to an expression of exertion. He worked harder and harder until a flood came over his abs. He relaxed and Dani took her foot off of him.

"Good. And one more thing, if you don't place tomorrow, we're taking the new Lotus you just bought." She started to walk away.

"What? After this? I can't sit on a bike tomorrow..." He was cradling his balls.

"Probably not. Good incentive not to forget we own you next time.