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This is a work of fiction and any similarity between real people or events is purely coincidental. As this is fiction, safe sex practises are not always followed by the characters, but should be by you.
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Chapter 4
Coach: "Tell me Ryder and speak only the truth, how do you expect a girl to react to you when you kiss them? One of those really, deep, passionate kisses".
Ryder: "Well I expect them to open their mouths and let me dominate them with my tongue. I have one of my hands around the back of their necks so they can't pull away from the kiss until I am ready for them to. I also expect them to open up their legs and let me rub in between them. If she is a real slut then I would push my hand into her underwear and finger her pussy while we kiss."
Coach: "Nice Ryder, you and I are going to share a kiss and you are going to react to me just like you expect those real slutty girls to react to you. Do you understand Ryder?"
Ryder: "Yes Coach I understand."
With that Coach Hewett leaned in and placed his left hand around the back of Ryder's neck, pulling Ryder a little bit closer and turning Ryder's face towards him. As Coach Hewett's lips touched his, Ryder found his mouth opening up to receive the kiss, at the same time Ryder's legs began to spread open. Coach Hewett's tongue pushed into Ryder's mouth, and Ryder found his body taking on a submissive role, like he expected the girls he had dated to take. Coach Hewett's tongue was dominating his mouth, his left hand holding Ryder's head in place when his right hand reached down and with one deft pull unlaced Ryder's football pants. In his head Ryder was screaming obscenities at what Coach Ryder was doing to him but the only noises coming from him were the happy little moans that he expected from the girls. Coach Ryder tossed the lace from the front of his pants into the pile of clothes sitting on the floor of the limo. He then brought his hand back to the top of Ryders pants and began to slide it down inside. Ryder felt Coach's right hand begin to slide over his cock. Fingers gently rubbing against the head and then down his shaft. As Coach Hewett's right hand found and cupped his balls, the left hand clamped tighter around his neck pulling Ryder deeper into the kiss. Ryder was shocked that the Coach's right hand didn't stop at his balls but continued further around heading towards his hole. It was then that he remembered Coach had ordered him to be a Slut and that Coach's hand was heading to where he could finger him. At that same moment Coach's finger started sliding over his hole, making small circles around the edge before finally trying to push in. Coach Hewett released Ryder's head and broke the kiss.
Coach: "Damn Ryder, your Boi Cunt is nice and tight".
With that Coach pulled his hand out of Ryder's pants.
Coach: "Ok Ryder I think it is time to lose some of them clothes. I want you to remove your boots".
Coach Hewett then looked across at the three slaves sitting on the opposite seat.
Coach: "I want you to give one boot each to the slaves sitting at each end".
Ryder's body reacted to the command and leaned down to remove his football boots. As the first boot came off his foot Ryder's ripe foot stench began to fill the limo interior. Coach Hewett just leaned back with an appreciative smile and began to take some deep breaths. Ryder handed the boot to the first of his unknown assailants and proceeded to remove the second boot. The stench in the back of the limo grew stronger as Ryder handed the boot to the second assailant. Coach Hewett addressed the slaves holding Ryder's boots.
Coach: "Ok you two, stick your faces in those boots and breath in that funk, use the laces to tie those boots in place. They stay there until I say otherwise".
Both slaves simultaneously lift the boots to their faces, tying the laces behind their heads to hold the boots in place. Ryder could hear as both slaves began to take deep breaths of his rancid foot stink. A stink that had been known to clear the locker room on occasion.
Coach: "Ok Ryder now for those rank socks, take them off and hand them to the slave in the middle".
Coach Hewett looked at the slave in question.
Coach: "Once you have those socks you will stuff one in your mouth and you will tie the other one around your head holding the first one in your mouth".
By this time Ryder had both socks off his feet and was handing them to Suit. Suit opened his mouth and shoved one of the once white but now somewhat brown socks inside, tying the other one around his head. Coach Hewett Laughed.
Coach: "Tell me Ryder how often do you wear those socks and when was the last time you washed them?"
Ryder: "I wear them for every practice and game Coach they are my lucky socks, and they haven't been washed since the start of football season".
Coach Hewett laughed again.
Coach: " Ryder I want you to look at my crotch reach your hand out and feel how hard your stink is making me".
Ryder's head and neck twisted at the command aiming his eyes directly at the bulging mound between Coach Hewett's legs. His hand reaching down to cup the monster hiding in the Coaches pants.
Coach: "Ok Ryder now remove your pants but leave your jockstrap in place".
Again Ryder's body moved to the command. His ass left the seat cushion and his thumbs hooked into the top of his Uniform pants. As he slid his football pants off of his body Ryder found that he could not take his eyes off of the huge mound between Coach Hewett's legs. Ryder sat back down holding his pants in his hands.
Coach: "Just toss them with the rest of the clothes on the floor Ryder".
Ryder tossed his pants into the pile of clothes on the floor of the limo. Ryder's eyes were still locked in place as Coach Hewett gave an evil grin. He reached down to his groin and slowly pulled down his zipper. As soon as it was open out popped his bulge covered in red cloth. Coach then placed his left hand on the back of Ryder's head, but instead of pulling Ryder in for another kiss he pulled Ryder's head down towards his open zipper. As soon as Ryder's nose was pressed into the red fabric he heard Coach Hewett's soft voice.
Coach: "Sniff".
To Be Continued.