[F4M] noncon anal prompts.

Although you had played a hundred times on this field - practice and competition - the halogen lights had never seemed so bright. They turned the mist into a white veil that draped elegantly over everything yet hid nothing.

One ball. One ball could change it all. The set piece worked well; cross had been weighted perfectly, the keeper dove to the left and your foot struck right... rattling off the cross-bar and soaring into the grandstand.

It had been your practice before the big match. Now you were playing someone else’s game.

Your breath fogged in the damp air and you shivered uncontrollably. While your long socks helped make your legs slightly warm, they chafed on your bare buttocks as you sat on your heels, obedient at least for this drill.

As you cast your eyes down toward the muddy turf, you took in the unruly pile of your clothing. With your sports bra pulled down to your waist, you were at least content it was a fancy selection; if you’d known you were going to have your underpants torn off and thrown onto the foul line, you’d have worn another nicer pair.

The choking, gagging cough of Chelsea echoed through their air and you winced. You could see her form through the mist, a similar position to your own, but head slumped forward, heaving, gently sobbing. It looked like the throat fucking had broken her, but at least she might learn how to read a set piece properly.

It was amazing how the mist gave a veneer if privacy but hid nothing. You’d heard every gag, every spit, every echoing gasp for air.

The jingling step started in your direction and even heavier goosebumps broke out on your arms. Instead of keys, you knew it was a steel buttplug... and it would be cold...

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