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STORY 9 - THE FOOTBALL TEAM’S PLAYTHING (I)

I’ve been sneaking into the locker room for three weeks.Every Tuesday and Thursday after practice, when the building is supposed to be empty and the cleaning crew hasn’t arrived yet. I slip through the side door that doesn’t lock properly – the one I discovered by accident freshman year – and I find my spot behind the back row of lockers where no one ever goes.And I watch.I know it’s pathetic. I know it’s creepy. I know if anyone found out, I’d be expelled or arrested or at minimum become the campus cautionary tale everyone whispers about.Did you hear about that weird girl who got caught perving on the football team?But I can’t stop.I’m nobody on this campus. Invisible. The kind of girl athletes look right through on their way to the sorority blondes with perfect tits and I*******m followings. I’ve never been to a party. Never been asked on a date. Never been seen by anyone who matters.But in this locker room, hidden in the shadows, I see everything.I’ve memorized their bodies.

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STORY 9 - THE FOOTBALL TEAM’S PLAYTHING (II)

My hands shake so badly I can barely grip my hoodie.I pull it over my head and drop it on the floor. No bra underneath – my tits are small enough that I don’t always bother – and six pairs of eyes lock onto my chest like I’m the most interesting thing they’ve ever seen.“Keep going,” Jaylen says. He’s stroking himself through his towel now, not even trying to hide it.I shove my leggings down. Step out of them. Stand there in nothing but plain cotton panties that are absolutely soaked through – so wet there’s no hiding it, no pretending I’m not desperate for this.“Those too.”I hook my thumbs in the waistband and hesitate. Once I do this, there’s no going back. Once I’m naked in front of six football players in the locker room I’ve been creeping on for weeks, I become something else – someone else.Someone who fucks entire teams.I push my panties down and kick them away."Fuck,” one of them breathes.“Look at that pussy,” another one says. “She’s fucking dripping already.”“Turn ar

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STORY 9 - THE FOOTBALL TEAM’S PLAYTHING (III)

I scream around the dick in my throat as he forces past my ring, as he fills a hole that’s never been filled, as the pain and the stretch and the overwhelming fullness crash through me."Fuck.” His voice is strained. “Tightest ass I’ve ever – fuck, I’m not gonna last – ”He doesn’t. Three strokes and he’s cumming, pumping my virgin ass full of his load while I convulse between him and Marcus.Marcus finishes seconds later, shooting down my throat. I swallow because I don’t have a choice, because his hands are fisted in my hair and he’s holding me still while he empties his balls in my mouth.They both pull out at the same time.I collapse against the tile, gasping.“Three down.” Darren’s voice. “Three to go. Then I get my turn.”They don’t let me rest.The next one – Tyrell – picks me up and carries me to the bench in the centre of the shower area. Lies down on it and positions me over his cock.“Ride me.”I sink down onto him, feeling every inch of his thickness spreading me open. My

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STORY 9 - THE FOOTBALL TEAM’S PLAYTHING (IV)

“I want to be your whore.” The word rips out of me, shameless and desperate. “Your personal cum dump. Use me whenever you want, however you want. I don’t care about being invisible anymore. I just want to be yours.”Darren stops.Just – stops moving, buried to the hilt inside me, and stares at me with something intense and dark in his eyes.Then he kisses me.Not gentle. Not sweet. He devours my mouth, tongue claiming me like his cock is claiming my cunt, teeth catching my lower lip hard enough to hurt. I melt into it, into him, let him consume me completely.“You’re ours now,” he growls against my lips. “Every hole. Every day. You show up when we tell you. You spread your legs when we tell you. You take every cock we give you and you thank us for it.”“Yes – yes, I understand – ”“But I get you first.” He rolls his hips, makes me whimper. “Every time. Captain’s privilege. Before anyone else touches you, I get to ruin you.”"Please – ”“Good girl.” He spins me around so fast I get dizz

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STORY 10 - BECOMING THE CUM-COVERED SLAVE OF MY CAPTOR (I)

The fantasy has been with me since I was fifteen.Not the violence. Not the fear. But the idea of being taken. Kept. Used until I forget who I was before. Until my old life feels like a dream and the only reality is him – whoever he is, whatever he wants, however he chooses to use me.I could never explain it to vanilla partners. The few times I tried, I saw the judgment in their eyes. The concern. The way they looked at me differently afterward, like I was broken. Damaged. Something to be fixed.I’m not broken.I just want something they can’t give me.The specialized service I found understands.Three days in a secure location. One man – carefully vetted, extensively trained, monitored remotely by a medical team who will intervene if my vitals spike into genuinely dangerous territory. I’ve discussed limits. Signed waivers. Completed psychological evaluations. Provided medical history, emergency contacts, a detailed questionnaire about exactly what I want.Complete loss of control.E

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STORY 10 - BECOMING THE CUM-COVERED SLAVE OF MY CAPTOR (II)

The timer goes off and I’m shaking on the edge but not over it, my fingers still working frantically, tears streaming down my face.“Stop.”I don’t stop. I can’t stop – I’m right there, one more second – He crosses the room in two strides and rips my hand away from my pussy.“I said stop.”I sob. Actually sob, the denied orgasm receding, my body aching with frustrated need.“That was your first failure,” he says calmly. “We’ll work on it. By the end of three days, you’ll cum when I tell you to. On command. Because you’ll learn that I control everything – including when you get to feel pleasure.”He releases my wrist. Steps back.“Now. Let’s try again. Forty-five seconds this time.”He makes me try seven times.Forty-five seconds. Thirty seconds. Twenty. I fail every single attempt, getting closer each time but never quite making it. By the seventh round, I’m a sobbing mess, my clit oversensitive, my body screaming for release.“Please – ” I’m begging openly now. “Please let me cum –

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STORY 10 - BECOMING THE CUM-COVERED SLAVE OF MY CAPTOR (III)

“You like this,” he observes. “You’re defying me on purpose because you want me to hit you.”I don’t answer.He grabs my jaw. Forces me to look at him.“Say it. Tell me you like it when I slap you.”“No.”Slap.My head rocks back. I’m crying now – real tears, real pain – but I’m also dripping. I can feel it running down my thighs.“Tell me.”“I...” The words stick in my throat. “I like it.”“Like what?”“I like it when you slap me.”“Good girl.” He releases my jaw. “Now we’re going to try again. Twenty seconds this time. And if you don’t cum – if you fail me again – I’m going to slap you until you do. Understand?”I nod frantically.“Say it.”“I understand.”“Begin.”My fingers fly to my clit.The fear of the slaps, the sting still burning my cheek, the humiliation of admitting I liked it – all of it translates into arousal. I rub desperately, chasing the orgasm I was denied.“Fifteen seconds.”I’m climbing faster this time. The conditioning working, my body learning to respond to his

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STORY 10 - BECOMING THE CUM-COVERED SLAVE OF MY CAPTOR (IV)

He cums inside me.Long, hot pulses that fill me up. I feel it leaking out around his cock even before he pulls out, dripping down my thighs, evidence of his ownership.“Back to your cage,” he says.He grabs my collar – the metal ring at the front – and drags me.I stumble after him, naked and dripping, cum running down my legs, back through the warehouse, down the stairs, through the hallways.Back to my cell.He chains me to the wall without a word.Leaves without looking back.And I curl up on my mattress, covered in cum and shame and something that feels horrifyingly like satisfaction.I don’t try to run again.DAY THREEI’ve stopped fighting.Stopped pretending I don’t want this.Somewhere in the night – curled against his warm body, his arm draped possessively over my waist, his breath soft against my hair – something inside me shifted. Surrendered. Let go of the woman I was before and accepted the creature I’ve become.His creature. His pet. His thing.He wakes me with his cock

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STORY 10 - BECOMING THE CUM-COVERED SLAVE OF MY CAPTOR (V)

We shatter together.His cock pulsing inside me, flooding me with heat. My pussy clenching around him, milking him, taking everything he gives. We cum for what feels like forever, our bodies locked together, his eyes never leaving mine.When it’s finally over, he collapses on top of me.His weight is crushing. Perfect.His cock stays inside me, softening slowly, his cum already leaking out around the seal of our bodies.“Mine,” he whispers against my neck.“Yours,” I agree.We stay connected until he’s completely soft. Until his cum has soaked the mattress beneath us. Until I’ve memorized the feeling of him inside me so completely that I’ll feel his ghost there for the rest of my life.He fucks me three more times before noon.Once in the shower – a luxury I haven’t been allowed until now – pressing me against the tile while hot water streams over us. He takes me from behind, his chest against my back, his hand around my throat, his cock driving into me with renewed urgency.“Cum for

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STORY 11 - FUCKING MY TWO STEP-DADDIES (I)

My mother has terrible taste in men.Or excellent taste, depending on how you look at it.She’s been married three times. The first husband – my biological father – left before I could walk. The second was David, who raised me from age eight to sixteen. The third is Richard, who’s been in my life since I was seventeen.Both of my stepfathers are here for my college graduation.Both of my stepfathers have been looking at me in ways that aren’t entirely paternal for years.And tonight, I’m done pretending not to notice.Mom yawns at nine and disappears upstairs, leaving me alone with her current husband and her ex-husband.I’m wearing a little black dress that’s too short, too tight, too much for a family dinner. I wore it on purpose. I’ve been teasing them all night – leaning forward to give David a view down my neckline, pressing my thigh against Richard’s under the table, bending over to grab the wine bottle so they could both see the curve of my ass.I didn’t actually expect anythin

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