The next day dragged in a fog of soreness and shame. Every time I sat at my desk for work, the deep ache in my ass reminded me exactly what Coach Kane had done to me in that sweltering sauna. I could still feel the ghost of his thick cock stretching me open, the heat of his loads leaking out of me even after I’d showered twice. Bruises in the shape of his fingerprints marked my hips, hidden under my clothes. My nipples were still sensitive from where he’d pinched and twisted them while pounding me.I told myself I wasn’t going back. That last night was a one-time mistake fueled by exhaustion and the intense workout high. But when 9:45 PM rolled around, my phone buzzed with a text from Kane:Coach Kane: Sauna. 10:30 sharp. Don’t make me come looking for you, boy.My cock twitched in my shorts despite the fear twisting in my stomach. I hated how much power he already had over me. I changed into gym clothes anyway and drove to the facility, heart pounding the entire way.The gym was almo
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