Footslave to the womens soccer team

Chapter 6 – If we lose, you lose

This must have been the most uncomfortable situation of his life. Matt was squeezed in that closet for what felt like eternity. By the time he could the finally hear the girls leave the locker room to start the game his ass already hurt from sitting on the hard floor this long, the tape strangled his wrists and ankles and his head was pressed against something edgy. The socks in his mouth weren’t that pleasant either. Although clean, they were already soaked with his saliva and it slowly dribbled over his chin onto his chest.

After about 3 hours the girls finally entered the locker room again. He couldn’t hear any cheering or laughter. They must’ve lost the game. «Haha karma bitches!» He thought. Everything that’d ruin Jane & Nancys day was welcome to him.

Half an hour later the closet was opened at last. Matt tumbled out and fell face first to the ground. All the girls and staff were gone. It was just him and his two tormentors again. The air was filled with the smell of sweat and wet grass. He looked up and was surprised to see that both Jane as well as Nancy were still in their uniforms.

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