Team Slut [Yes, Captain Part II] [Body Writing] [Bully] [Ff] [Humiliation] [Straight to lesbian?] [Lesdom] [Power imbalance] [Sports team] [Masturbation] [Cunnilingus]

[Part I](https://www.reddit.com/r/vividwiththequill/comments/131gmgf/team_slut_yes_captain_part_ii_body_writing_bully/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

Seeing herself on her screen in that position was embarrassing enough, but the thought of her team captain having that video at her disposal was even worse. Despite the fear that clung to her like glue, she couldn’t help but feel turned on at the fact her teammate could do whatever she liked with the video…or even whatever she liked with her.

She didn’t hesitate to provide her address, her hands shaking, and she was unsure whether her trembling was due to fear or to excitement. She glanced around the condo her parents had invested in for her. After all, it made more sense to them to invest in a new property and let her use it rather than paying for an apartment or the university dorms. She nitpicked at little messes as she waited in anticipation. Would her bully harm her? Would she touch her? What should she expect?

She slipped into the bathroom, gasping at the cold tile on her bare feet. She’d been so focused on Harper coming over. One quick swipe with a bit of toilet paper showed Maya just how aroused she had become while thinking about who was coming over. She wiped off her labia so that she wouldn’t be so uncomfortable down there. She still wasn’t sure what would go down, so she didn’t want to have her panties soaked too soon.

The doorbell rang, and she raced to answer it before stopping just before her hand touched the handle. She decided to wait a moment so as not to seem so desperate. Finally, the door swung open, and there stood Harper. She looked even more gorgeous wearing her regular day-to-day clothing instead of the practice uniform Maya usually sees. Her silky brown hair glowed a reddish tint, and her clothes accentuated her slender and athletic body. Despite seeming slender and unassuming in her long sleeves, the moment her arms were visible, you could see her toned muscles even if she was at rest.

“Wow.” Harper stepped into the condo, looking around. “I can’t believe you actually sent me your address.”

“I-” Maya paused. “Yeah.”

“You have a nice place,” Harper said. “No doubt mommy and daddy paid for it.”

Maya only gave a whispered affirmation, keeping her hands behind her back.

Harper laughed. “Little trust fund bitch.” She pulled out her phone and began playing the video again. “What would they think if they saw something like this? Your parents are pretty uptight, aren’t they?”

Maya again didn’t give a full answer as she stared down at the floor while Harper looked at her like a piece of meat.

“There are people on the team that were scouted or tried out or otherwise worked their ass off to get a spot on our team,” Harper sneered. “But you came along with mommy and daddy’s money and just bought your way in, huh?”

Maya shifted her weight between her feet, still unable to make eye contact with the brunette. She’d always been so alluring—ever since high school. She’d been nice in the hallways, and Maya loved to watch the star player’s varsity games. All she’d wanted was to get closer to Harper Williams.

Maya supposed following her idol to college and buying her way into the sports team was not the wisest move.

“Money can’t buy your way out of this,” Harper said. “Well, maybe if you offered enough, I’d delete the video. Most of us are pretty broke anyways. But you know your parents wouldn’t approve of this video at all. Who knows? They’d probably disown you, huh?” Harper sat down on Maya’s sofa. “Maya Harrington, the team’s little *slut*.”

Maya tensed her thighs at the word. She could feel her panties begin to dampen, much to her discomfort. “Sorry,” was all she could manage to whisper.

“Quite alright,” Harper said with a smirk. “Why don’t you take off those pesky clothes? Show me what you’ve got besides *money*.”

Maya’s face warmed up quickly, but she couldn’t help but imagine a fantasy where Harper really did use her as “the team slut”. She first took off her shirt, which had no bra underneath. This time, it had been on purpose. Who sleeps with a bra on? Next, she pulled her shorts down to her ankles and kicked them away. The cool air blew over her exposed skin, making her shiver.

“All of them,” Harper said, continuing to lounge on the sofa. “Give that one to me.”

Maya peeled off her panties that had a dark wet spot from her arousal and bashfully handed them to the team captain.

“Shit,” Harper laughed. “Why are you so wet? I haven’t been here that long.” She curled her finger in a command for Maya to step closer. The blonde obeyed, her entire body on fire with desire. If only Harper would just touch her already! “Ew, why are you looking at me like that? I’m not a lesbian. I’m just teaching you a lesson. If you want to act like the team slut, then you’re gonna have to look the part, right?”

Before Maya could respond, Harper had shoved the wet panties into her mouth, inhibiting her ability to speak.

Harper then gave each of Maya’s nipples a couple hard flicks as they poked out in excitement. She laughed as Maya bit back a moan into her own panties before turning around to rummage through her bag.

Maya waited in anticipation. She felt her pussy continue to get wetter and wetter at every thought. Whatever Maya could imagine what was about to happen, she did. She felt the rush of arousal continue to rise in her body as her nipples somehow hardened and her pussy somehow grew wetter. Goosebumps began to form on her skin as she watched and waited as Harper looked through her bag.

After a few seconds that felt like an eternity, the captain turned back around, a permanent marker in her hand. “Stay still,” Harper ordered as she uncapped the marker and began to write on Maya’s bare breasts. The marker felt odd on her skin, but Maya could only focus on how close Harper had to be to write on her. She felt her heart beat faster, and she felt her pulse in her clitoris. “Perfect.” Harper straightened back up and grabbed her phone. She snapped a couple pictures, grinning the whole time.

Maya’s words were muffled through her panties as she tried to speak.

“Oh, how rude of me. Here,” Harper said, turning the phone so Maya could see herself. Across her chest in black marker read *Team Slut* and *Use Me*. “Don’t you love it?” She turned and sat down on the sofa again, stretching lazily. “You look pretty hot and bothered right now.”

Maya again used her muffled voice.

“Go ahead and touch yourself. You’re in the comfort of your own home, after all,” Harper said, shrugging. “I’ll just sit here patiently and watch. Maybe snap a couple memories.”

Maya stayed still, unsure what to do. Her pussy was throbbing at the sheer humiliation of the situation, but it would only give Harper more things to use against her. Obviously, this hadn’t turned out how she’d fantasized, and Harper was obviously not interested in sexual intercourse with her, only gathering more embarrassing photos and videos. The most Harper had done to touch Maya was touching her nipples, which still felt sore and needy.

“I said go ahead,” Harper snapped. “Get on with it. You wanna look and act like a slut? Then be one. Go ahead and touch your dripping pussy since you get off on this humiliation.”

At every word, Maya felt her arousal only grow. She reached down and swiped a finger over her slit, her finger immediately soaked with her own juices. She began to circle her clit with her finger, letting out a muffled moan.

Harper watched silently as the blonde obeyed her order, feeling an odd new feeling she hadn’t felt before. She shook her head slightly. She wasn’t a lesbian. She just liked the control, that’s all. Even if she was a lesbian, she wouldn’t be attracted to a loser like Maya who couldn’t complete simple drills at practice. No, she was just enjoying herself teaching a lesson, that’s all.

She watched as Maya began to quicken her pace as the sound of her furious masturbation filled the room. She watched the blonde throw her head back, the panties still lodged in her mouth, as she slid a finger into her ready entrance. She watched Maya as she reached up to roll her nipple between her forefinger and thumb. She listened as Maya’s moans were filtered through the now soaking material shoved in her mouth.

Maya wasn’t sure if she wanted to come right in front of her bully. She felt eyes on her as she continued her ministrations, pumping her fingers in and out of her vagina. While she fingered herself, she took great care to not neglect her clit. Before she could continue questioning herself, she felt an orgasm approach her. She glanced over at Harper, who held her phone in her hand again, presumably video-taping her. Seeing Harper’s face pushed her over the edge as she almost fell to her knees as an orgasm crashed over her.

The orgasm grabbed her body and shook it violently and aggressively. It took everything in her not to fall to her knees as she tried to gasp in as much air that would pass through the panties in her mouth.

Harper put her phone down and clapped. “Great job, team slut. You really gave a show.” She felt a bit of an issue down there in her own panties. She sauntered over to the still panting girl and pulled the panties from her mouth, causing her to gulp in the fresh air. “Come here,” she ordered, grabbing Maya by a fistful of blonde hair. She firmly placed Maya’s head face up on the seat cushion of the sofa as the blonde braced for impact to be hit. Maya screwed her eyes shut as Harper discarded her own bottoms.

Despite Maya’s expectations, there was no impact. She opened her eyes to see the contrast of the lights on the ceiling at a shadow moving toward her. Her eyes finally adjusted just as the shadow was inches away from her face. It was a beautiful, shaven pussy with little pink lips and the clitoris just barely poking out from beneath its hood.

Maya knew exactly what was being ordered from her, but she hesitated. She’d never really eaten any girls out before. “Come on, team slut. Use that tongue for something productive. This can be your contribution to the team since your playing sucks.”

Before Maya could protest or do much of anything, Harper’s pussy made contact with her lips. Obediently, Maya began to lick as if it were quickly melting ice cream. The tangy, sweet juices touched her tongue, and she was immediately addicted. She tried curt flicks of the tongue, but that earned her a slap on the breasts, so she opted for long, broad strokes, which earned her a satisfied groan from the team captain.

Despite Maya having worked for at least ten minutes, it only felt like a couple seconds to her. Finally, Harper began to descend into orgasm. It was like dipping her feet into the warm water that was an orgasm as she welcomed the feeling with Maya at the hull.

“Lick it clean,” Harper ordered. “I don’t want my panties to get ruined like yours.”

Maya did as she was told and lapped up everything. It was sweet in a way, but it also tasted salty. Maya just couldn’t get enough of the addicting substance. She never knew how rewarding eating pussy was!

Finally, Harper pulled away and returned to being fully clothed. Maya had always admired the brunette’s beauty. Even after a long and sweaty practice, Harper was a goddess. But now? She practically glowed. She was ethereal. She had perspired a bit during the ordeal, but it wasn’t nearly as much as during practice. Despite that, she looked absolutely gorgeous in her post-orgasm bliss.

With another flick on the nipple for good measure, Harper gathered her things and walked to the door. As she turned the handle, she looked back at Maya with a smile. “See you at practice, [team slut](https://www.reddit.com/user/vividwiththequill).”

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/131gpsw/team_slut_yes_captain_part_ii_body_writing_bully