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Rachel - Push-ups
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"Forty.. five! Forty... six!" Rachel barked out her rep count, her voice increasingly shrill and pained. Her push-ups were slow, shaky and desperate, but she kept her back and legs straight, her screaming core tight, and most importantly, she kept pumping her body up and down. She blinked sweat from her eyes and looked up to the delightful sight of Mistress Amy pacing in front of her. The taller woman crouched, her legs long and slim. Her deft, gentle fingertips traced a line under Rachel's chin, around her cheek, and into her sweat sodden hair.
Then she gripped, and pulled. Hard. Rachel yelped. Her body trembled, but she pushed up again with a cry of "Forty seven!!" Sweat dripped from her chin.
"Pathetic!" Amy roared, her voice so harsh and sharp it hit Rachel like a slap. "Why should I bother training you when you can't do fifty push-ups. Now - push!!"
