Dominated College Slut Gets Punished For Throwing Softball Game ♕

Coach really knows how to turn a girl into his dominated college slut!

Ever since I joined the college softball team, I have been the star of the group. Quickly, I became the lead starting pitcher and could strike out girl after girl. Of course, that was before we got this new coach. My team was on its way to a championship and possibly even more. But, ever since Coach Taylor joined the team, we’ve had more and more losses. I want nothing more than to be his dominated college slut.

I have to take most of the credit for those losses too. With all the games I’ve been throwing, everyone is concerned for me. I’m walking tons of players now, even walking in runs! It’s incredibly embarrassing, and I know I’m going to be our downfall. Every time I see the new coach, all I can think about is him tying up this sexy bad girl and having his way with me.

Top of the 9th inning, and we are down by eight runs.

That score is all thanks to me. Players are easily hitting home runs from my slow pitches. After some innings, a new pitcher replaces me, and the game finally ends. We lost terribly to the other team. No one wants to talk to me too much until I hear that Coach Taylor wants me to visit him in his office.

Nervously, I finish packing up my equipment. I don’t even bother to get out of my uniform or my cleats. To calm my nerves, I take a deep breath in before opening his office door and dropping my bag down by it. Coach tells me to lock the door behind me so no one interrupts us. He motions for me to have a seat in front of him before telling this sexy bad girl in front of him how naughty she’s really been.

Fuck. No matter what, I can’t stop thinking naughty about my coach. He tells me that I’m the team’s star athlete, and he does not understand what’s going on with me. I don’t want to answer him, knowing he’s married and not wanting to come between that. He sighs and stands up, coming to my side of the desk and leaning on it. “You can tell me anything, Mia. I won’t be upset. Maybe I can help you.”

When I answer him, I know he’s going to punish me as his dominated college slut.

Finally, I blurt out that I’m playing poorly because he showed up. I was doing just fine before he became my coach. He’s a little taken aback by the accusation and asks how that could possibly be. I stutter a little and blush. I admit I don’t want to answer because I don’t want to hurt his marriage. The thought clicks in his head, and he smiles at me. “You know, my wife and I are swingers. She enjoys her time with some of her own ballplayers.” He can tell I’m nervous, so he pulls up a chair next to me.

Then, he reaches down and grabs my feet. I ask him what he’s doing as he takes off my cleats and begins massaging my feet. He lets me know he just wants me to relax and tell him why I’m distracted by him. I shyly admit that whenever I see him, all I want is for him to grab me up and make me his. He continues massaging my feet for a moment before standing again. “I think we can kill two birds with one stone, Mia.” Then, he orders me to stand up and bend over the desk.

That one simple order already has this dominated college slut at his mercy and aching for him. I do as I’m told and bend over the desk. When he comes back, he tells me I need to be punished for my transgressions against the team. He ties my legs and arms apart on the desk before grabbing a paddle and rubbing it on my ass.

Being his little sexy bad girl has my panties soaked!

First, he asks if I’m ready to accept my punishment like the dominated college slut I am. I wiggle my ass at him in response and nod with a sweet “Yes, Coach.” Before I can react anymore, he pulls that paddle back and smacks it hard on my ass. I scream out in pain. Then, three more smacks come down hard on me. My ass is instantly red. He’s counting, but I’m not even paying attention. My brain has gone all fuzzy from subspace, and I just want more.

Smack, Smack, Smack!

He comes at my ass even harder until tears finally run down my cheeks. “Are you going to get us to the championship? If you don’t, all this stops completely.” That put fear in me, and I beg him not to stop. That I will do better and when that championship. With that, he brings down the paddle more on my ass until it’s bruised purple. Then, he slides the ropes off of me and forces me onto my knees. He takes out his big cock and shoves it down my throat. Making me gag as his hot dominated whore!

Want to continue dominating me yourself, coach? Give me a call, and we can go in any direction you’d like!