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I've reached the age that many people dread, over 30 but under 40. I'm taking a break from work, so I decided to visit the team.

- I find it unpleasant that there are new people on this team.

-Do you think that just because I'm a woman I can't... - a girl started speaking in an annoyed tone, playing the victim. Feeling sorry for her, but I've got more rights than she does.

-Look, shut your mouth, because as someone with fewer rights, I'm doing just fine. - I pulled my beautiful fiancé close to kiss him passionately. - The coach has aged, and I'm bored. I see they have three new members; not cool.

-On top of that, we're in a rough spot; the coach's son got hurt, Kioma left me for a few months — sorry, there was an emergency in his family — Andrew's back. - He hugged me.

-Eeeh, as his doctor and husband, I've forbidden him to practice again; as a doubles player, it can take almost a year.

-Look at them, they're not maturing. - I leaned on Jeli's shoulders to talk and hug at the same time. - Name? I don't care about their age; why do they want to play?

-Hellen, 23. I saw the finals and became a huge fan of the guy with the scar, so I want to play like him, and I practiced to join his team. - I looked into the eyes of the veterans; they're such jerks, they don't even know who I am.

-Useless reason. You must be terrible if that's your motivation. Next.

-Terrible? Excuse me, I've never dropped the frisbee, and you? You're probably so bad you can't even catch it.

-Oooooh, show them who cries. - Jev's big smile gives me a boost.

-So, you want to know? - I started slowly taking off my shirt. - It's sad to know that people like you can't see clearly.

-So what if I speak? Does being gay give you the right to talk like that?

-Quite the opposite, darling. Let me introduce myself, Andrew Beiroa. Your age doesn't matter. Here's my reason: the coach took me in when I was almost at the point of suicide on my first day at uni and helped me turn this into my passion. I'm retired due to a slight mark. - I turned around so she could see the marks on my feet and back. - A great betrayal from a true love. - I didn't see anything; I just heard her fall to the ground. - What happened? You know who your idol is.

-HOW WERE YOU AT THE EDGE OF SUICIDE? YOU TOLD ME YOU NEVER TRIED.

-Ugh, I caught the girl running behind me; she's my human shield. My love, dear, my husband, I swear it wasn't more than 15 times.

-YOU THINK THAT'S BETTER? LIKE 15 WHEN WAS THE FIRST TIME? - I grabbed Jev, another shield.

-Days after the accident, after that white lady violated me...

-SO THEY ABUSED YOU ON TOP OF THAT, YOU TOLD ME YOU DIDN'T DO IT WITH ANY GIRL.

-It's true, I didn't do it. I didn't even get hard, I swear. I used a guy to let him abuse me and take advantage, it wasn't that much.

-Oh baby, it's true, come here.

-Run - the girl whispered to me.

I ran with all my strength; just kidding, I barely have any strength. Not much time has passed since the attack; I still can't control my feet without my back hurting.

-WHO TOLD YOU YOU COULD RUN? YOU HAVE TWO DAMN SCARS... I SEE 5 SCARS - He dragged me by the legs to the team, asked for help from some buddies to take me to the car and directly home.

-I won't say anything if you don't calm down - I covered myself with Chief and Mick.

-Look, motherfucker, guess what? The memory train is back, hmmm oh yes, it's your time to die.

-Calm down, buddy, you know him already. As soon as he left my room, he saw Jelie and with a smile, he ran towards me to hand something over and then took off - that pink piece of junk, you sold me out.

-I know that angry guy, I don't want to get involved, if you don't mind, that's your problem - he turned back to grab Mick and the boss and left the house.

He took me to the room to undress me completely; his scolding is different, it's cruel. He doesn't yell, doesn't hit, it's worse. He has some handcuffs with which he tied me to the bed so I couldn't move. His punishment is simple: tempt the body and then stop. There are rings that hold back ejaculation; I hate it, I can't stand it. He knows and always uses it to punish me. He starts teasing me by kissing, licking, biting, even sucking on my chest. When you're about to cum, he stops, starts to play but won't let you touch yourself or touch you, leaving you there with that pain until you talk.

-Okay, I'll tell you but take that crap off - he touched me to provoke me more, which hurts - I already told you the first, if you don't want to know, I don't want to remember. - He sat next to my head with his naked body; he tempts me more than I can handle until I talk; that's his goal - I swear, she grabbed me, took off my clothes, forced me to get inside, and since I couldn't get hard, she used a guy to get me in my mouth on top of using Viagra. And the prostitution stuff almost always ended in a threesome or almost an overdose of Viagra; you know I don't like it.

-I can believe you, but look at your body; you're all excited. How do I know it's not because of all those from your past that you didn't tell me or those girls you slept with?

-It's because you're next to me masturbating; please let me touch you - I rested my head on his thigh.

-Oh, baby, I love it when you get like this - he got on top of me, taking off the ring and kissing my body - just know I'm not letting go; you're going to have to endure, just thinking about all those years.

-Which ones? You don't even remember; you don't have a single picture of our past; you don't know if I lied to you - he kept touching me like he loves to provoke.

-And how do you know? Maybe I have it hidden, or in my wallet, and I was wondering who that guy was who even looks attractive cuddling up like that; you just suck, and then I'll let you go if you give me proof.

-If you want to see the proof, you should take off the handcuffs.

I started sucking around; he has no hair, not a single one; it's so tasty to lick that area; it's so big it touches my whole face. As soon as I got untied, I threw him on the bed.

-Here you have the proof; you're a doctor; you can see the scarring. It's not just from the knife; it's also the mark from the pure alcohol he used to punish me; now get ready.

I went down to his waist where I started to massage him gently, stretching and squeezing; slowly I started licking until I took it in my mouth.

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-So, will you forgive me? I swear it won't happen again, not ever. We have to leave; we need to get back home—he's clinging to my chest like a tick.

-For me to forgive you, you'll have to beg for it, my love—he gave me a kiss and went to get dressed.

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