Female domination is a very common way of life for many couples. Sisters Karen, Peggy and Arlene have their husbands on a leash. They have the gait of dominance but want to keep that a family secret. But when the three sisters enroll in a gym, that secret is bound to get out in no time. Why? Because the gym does not just engender weight loss, it develops character-the character of a dominant. The three sisters are actually excited for the first couple of sessions. They soon find out that dominance is not exclusive in their family. However, they are concerned about how intense the other couples practice dominance. After all, the sisters' husbands are in 'chastity.' Read on to know how these couples' program works out for the girls. Sample 1: "Well, I do like seeing Ben get all sweaty over me, but I'm not sure I'd be comfortable sharing a smelly gym with a bunch of smelly men." "It's not like that. First of all, it's a woman-only gym, and things have changed. This is a modern facility; it's not at all like the gym we had in high school. Besides, Terry recommended this place. It will be fun." When Peggy gets an idea in her head, she could be like a dog with a bone; she just won't let go of it. I figured that we should at least hear her out. I sighed, "I'll give it a shot." Peggy and I looked at Arlene. Peer pressure won out, "Well, if Karen's in, I'm in too." She finally admitted. Sample 2: "It is with the exception of 1st Saturday of the month. You'll notice we close at 7 PM. The couple's program starts at 8. This program is not available to the general membership. Only certain kinds of women are invited to join. A lot of men have an issue with the program initially. It's a matter of motivating them." "Motivation isn't an issue with our boys," Peggy admitted. "We got that covered." "You did mention something about that on the phone which is why I think the three of you would be good candidates for the program." Arlene and I looked at Peggy. "What?" she replied. "You're not giving away the family secrets, are you?" SUGGESTED SAMPLE: Hillary took her position behind Neil. Despite her words about being vigorous with an experienced boy, she eased in slowly and took small, slow strokes; each stroke a fraction of an inch deeper than the previous one. It wasn't until she had fully penetrated that she picked up the pace; both in tempo and how far in and out she was ramming it. As I watched the pair, I tried to sympathize with Neil. How humiliating it must be for a man to be penetrated like this and in front of all these people. I thought about Frank and me. I'm not sure I would pick this particular act, but I wondered what it would be like for him to be humiliated in front of a crowd like this. I wondered how I would feel as the cause of this humiliation. As I watched Hillary, I wondered what was in it for her, physically. She had mentioned double-ended dildos, but she wasn't using one of them. The act had to be totally symbolic for her. She was the aggressor, the doer in the sex act. I had often imagined how it felt for Frank as we made love. I had wondered how his penis felt as we were doing it and as he was orgasming. Now I had a couple of new elements to contemplate: not only being on top (a position I always liked), but also being the "prime mover," the person doing the penetration and pumping. I began to have second thoughts about pegging.