⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ MATURE CONTENT!!!
"LYDIA!!" Coach Dunn calls angrily. "You need to get your footing right!" He tells me.
Some to the other girls roll their eyes, and send me irritated looks. I am after all, stealing practice time.
"I'm sorry Coach." I plead. He's already gotten on to me twice today, and everyone knows what the third strike means. Guaranteed Punishment... "I promise that the next one one will be the best.
"Ya think?"
"Absolutely sir!"
"Well too bad for you, practice is over, but you're welcome to show me during your after school stay!" He adds with sarcasm.
Oh SHIT. What did I dig myself into? That's right, shit. I hang my head. Coach Dunn dismisses the team to the locker room. I yearn to follow, but I know that I am the Coaches property for the next hour, or till he deems me 'well punished.'
After every one of the girls leave, Coach Dunn looks my way, an almost amused smirk tugging at his lips. "Come on now Lydia. We shall start off with a shower." Fanfuckingtastic.
I head to showers, and Coach Dunn runs the water. "Strip Slut." He tells me.
I bend down, pulling my tight spandex down my legs, taking my lace thong with it. I slip my wife beater over my head, leaving me in just my adhesive cups, that I might add are a pain in the ass to get off. Coach Dunn rips off the right and then the left, so fast if burns. I step in the shower, letting the warm water flow over my skin.
I hardly realize when Coach Dunn steps in the flow with me. I can't help but glance down at his HUGE cock. The coach's fat and juicy erection holds my gaze. Coach grabs a bristly loofa and loofa soap and starts it on my back, then ass, legs, shoulders, chest and then, my pussy. He sticks the rough head on my clit, putting just enough pressure to "wash" it clean.
"Now Lydia." He says as if he's being the most reasonable person. "I know why you're getting your footing right when you outside hit."
"You do?" I ask expectantly.
"I do." He nods. "Your pelvic area needs to be completely stretched and fingered so you're loose enough to make the steps right!"
"Oh. How do you do that?" I ask.
"Oh Lydia! It all starts with a ladies pussy!" I nod. "I'll take care of it all so you won't have to worry anymore!" He tells me. I'm not sure if I should be relieved or worried...
"Here." He sticks two fingers from each hand, prodding my special area. "You need to feel the pleasure so you'll loosen up."
He takes the water nozzle and turned the setting to 'jet'. The water is pointed straight at my bundle of nerves, and the coach sticks the small nozzle up my hole, and I orgasm almost immediately. "Slut, we will be finished with our shower as soon as you've orgasmed 4 times. There was one, so three more to go."
I gasp as he jerks the nozzle out of my hole, and replaces it quickly with his huge, fat, cock. He plunges into me hard and fast. I orgasm again, and Coach pulls his dick out, stuffing it into my unsuspecting mouth. "Suck bitch!" He screams and I suck it like a bottle, the thick creamy cum pours into my mouth and I swallow his monster load.
After finishing my minimum, Coach Dunn pulls me into his office still soaking wet. He leans me backwards over his desk, my pussy in full view of him. He takes a white plastic kitchen spoon and grins devilishly at me. I groan when he hits strait on the clit, and then the same spot 44 more times. He then takes his belt; hitting my hips, breasts and occasionally my pussy. He flips me over, and pounds into my asshole.
He stuffs his dock back in my mouth making my gulp his load again. "Now slut, we are going to head over to the gym!" He tells me.
Puts me in front of him, the spoon, and his belt in his hands. He fastens nipple clamps to my 26E nipples, and leads us to where the basketball boys are practicing. I'm humiliated.
Coach Dunn converses with Coach Ryan for a minute before I hear an enthusiastic "Of course!" From his lips.
Coach Ryan takes the belt, and approaches me with a devils smile. He snaps it in the air, testing it. "Let me see Slut..." he says absently. "What will I do to you..." He sends an unsuspected snap to my right cheek, along with my left. He sends 30 to each side and then hands off to another boy, Darrel. He wallops my pussy with the spoon, landing the strokes in places calculated for optimal punishment. A few more guys have at me, spanking my boobs, pussy, and bottom. I'm thoroughly sore, and ready for my bed. Coach Dunn leads me outside the back way locking the door behind us. "You can go home now." He tells me.
"What about my clothes?" I say irritated. "I'm naked!" I tell him.
"You'll have to figure that out yourself Lydia." He smiles. "Oh.. and I also have your phone!"
He walks to his car, and drives off.
I check all the doors only to find them locked. Shit!!!
