Tales of Women’s Soccer:

(This is the first installment of a series that goes into smut and even romance in Women's soccer. This will mostly delve into the US Women's National Soccer Team but other soccer players will be included throughout. Look at it as somewhat of an anthology of sorts)

-Disclaimer: This is a work of complete fiction. None of this is real or intended to be perceived as factual-

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"O'Hara taking it up through midfield. The US is down to their last few seconds of extra time in this final of the 2022 She Believes Cup. Can they tie it up and send this exhilarating game into extra time? Or will the French hold on to claim the title" The announcer exuberantly called out as Kelley ran up the field with the ball.

"I have to say, this seems like the World Cup Final, not an exhibition tournament, Beth." He continued.

"Oh no, JC, these women are ultra competitive, they want this win" the second commentator added.

"Oh look at this, Lavelle making a run on the far side. O'Hara sees her... this could well be their last shot! O'Hara with the long cross! Lavelle with the first time shot on goal! And.... Oh no! It's off the crossbar!" he shouted as the stadium fell silent, the sound of the crossbar ringing the only thing breaking the silence.

"And there's the whistle! The French have done it!" he shouted as the French fans erupted in cheers.

The French team ran onto the field in celebration. The sight of the French stang at Kelley's stomach. Her competitive spirit yearned for one more chance at an equalizing goal, but all she felt is that terrible knot inside. Her head dropped for a second before she snapped out of it.

"Stop it! You're the captain! You need to be a leader right now!"

"Hey, come on. Up, get up. None of this" Kelley told the girls as she went from one to the other, consoling and encouraging them.

"Come on, bring it in! Come on!" The captain began to say, motioning to the girls all around, still trying to process the loss. They slowly came together, huddling in a loose circle as Kelley continued bringing them together.

"Rose! Hey, Rose! Bring it in" Kelley called out as the pale brunette simply stood looking at the empty goal. Her hands rested on her hips as she panted, trying to catch her breath. She had given it her all, the last sprint truly having taken it out of her. Her strong legs felt like gelatin, the only thing keeping her standing is the disappointment.

"Hey, come on. I know, I know it sucks, but come on, I have something to say" Kelley told the younger brunette as she walked up to her and placed her hand on the girl's shoulder.

"No. I'm done here" Rose simply said, her blue eyes trained on the net that should've rattled with a final goal.

"Rose, come on. It'll be quick" Kelley continued as she slowly tugged on Rose's shoulder.

"Fuck off" Rose said almost nonchalantly as she panted, her breath slowly coming back.

She shimmied her shoulder free of Kelley's hand and walked towards the tunnel into the locker room. Kelley looked on stunned as the pale girl slowly walked off. The team looked on, whispering and wondering what the disagreement was about.

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"Alright, onto the bus, come on. The quicker you get on the quicker you'll get to go to bed" the head trainer stated as he handed each girl a special drink of electrolytes as they walked onto the charter bus.

Each girl sat at a seat, nobody saying a single word. Then, as Kelley waited at the bus door, the last girl came up, Rose. Her blue eyes looked forward, not breaking as the captain stood by. Rose simply took the drink and walked into the bus, taking a seat towards the back, alone.

The bus ride was silent, all thirty minutes of it akin to a church service. The atmosphere was rife with uncertainty and disdain. Sure the tournament was an exhibition, a mini dress rehearsal for the World Cup, yet it proved to show what they all knew, they were struggling.

The chemistry they once had was lacking, surely due to the retirement of the veterans on the team. Carlie, Megan, and even Alex had retired from international play. Those who were the glue of the team, those who had experienced so much and mentored the younger players, were gone.

Kelley felt the burden of the team's lack of form lately. She knew everybody was looking to her for motivation, hope, and the words of encouragement that used to inject the team with raw passion. This, though, was much different. The captain didn't know what to do.

It didn't help that Rose had become somewhat of a rebellious spirit all of a sudden. Kelley knew she needed to have a talk with her. Rose was one of the best players on the team with tons of experience, somebody others could look up to; she just needed to be a team player, which she showed no interest in being at the moment.

"Alright, grab your keys, don't forget to set your alarms. We have an early flight to France tomorrow." the coach said as the players filed out of the bus and grabbed their room key cards from a receptionist. Everybody looked bleak, exhausted, drained. The overall feeling was rampant amongst the girls.

"Rose, come here for a second. I have some stuff I want you to look over..." the coach said as she walked out of the bus, the final player to grab her room key.

"I'm going to bed. I'm sure Kelley will be glad to discuss things with you" Rose said as she took her key card and continued walking.

"Rose... lets discuss this now" the coach continued, now with a hint of sternness in his voice. Yet Rose did the unthinkable, she simply raised an arm and flipped the bird behind her.

"What the f..." the coach began to say, beginning to walk towards the pale brunette but Kelley stuck a hand out to stop him.

"No, no... let me handle it." Kelley said as she looked around, noticing none of the handful of people left in the lobby had seen the ordeal.

"No, somebody has to rein her back in. What's gotten into her?" the coach said, his eyes stared at Rose as she continued to walk to the elevator. His ire was evident to Kelley, clearly giving her the impression that he'd bench Rose, or even kick her off the team.

"Coach... Jim... come on. Trust me, please. I'll talk to her. Trust me" Kelley said as she stepped in front of the coach.

"Fine... but if this continues, she's off the team, Kelley. I don't care if the World Cup's around the corner.... She'll be out. I'm not kidding" he finished as he grabbed his duffle bag and walked to the elevator. Kelley looked up at him and slowly nodded, taking a deep sigh as she closed her eyes and ran her hands over her face.

"Great.... Now something else to deal with..."

The captain knew what she had to go to Rose's room to address this newly found rebelliousness.

Kelley sighed as she stepped into the elevator and hit the button for the tenth floor. It just so happened that her room was a couple of doors down from Rose's, so she dropped her bag in her room before moving down to perform her captain's duty.

The knocks rang out in quick succession as Kelley waited the few seconds before she heard the footsteps from behind the door. She could've sworn she heard a sigh and a quick "god damn it" from behind the door. Soon, the door cracked open and Rose's baby blue eyes peaked through.

"What do you want?" She asked rather harshly.

"We need to talk, now" Kelley responded with stern eyes.

"No... I'm going to bed" Rose quickly replied as she began to close the door, but Kelley stopped it with her hand and pushed the door open.

"What. The fuck do you think you're doing!" Rose exclaimed with furrowed brow, looking at Kelley with surprise.

"I don't care what you're doing. We need to talk.. now" Kelley said as she pushed the door open, pushing Rose back a bit to walk inside. As she closed the door behind her, she saw Rose standing by the bed, arms crossed in a tank top and short cotton shorts, unknowingly accentuating her long, toned pale legs.

"Fine. Let's get this bullshit over with so I can go to bed" she continued as she glared at Kelley.

"Tell me I've been a selfish bitch yadda, yadda, yadda. Come on hurry up" she continued with an annoyed sigh. But just as she said that, Kelley closed the distance between them, pushing the pale girl onto the bed. Rose let out a yelp, her eyes wide as she looked up at the slightly taller older woman.

Rose opened her mouth to object but the shock of Kelley's intensity was overpowering. The mere presence over her made her feel so small. Her chin quivered slightly as she looked into Kelley's intense brown eyes, her body trembling.

"uh-uh, listen to me you little cunt, we're doing this the old school way. So shut the fuck up and listen, or else. Got it?" Kelley said, her words shooting through Rose, making her listen intently.

"Y-yes... yes!" Rose quickly replied with a flinch, her entire body shuddering.

"Back before all this lovey dovey feelings bullshit we did things differently. If someone was being a cunt, or selfish, or even just didn't put the team first... they were taught a lesson. You understand?" Kelley asked as her hand came up and slowly caressed Rose's soft cheek. Rose quickly nodded her head as her fearful eyes looked up at Kelley. Rose was still unsure of what the captain meant, but she was afraid to find out.

"And you, my dear, have been acting like a supreme cunt lately... and we can't have that so close to the World Cup, now can we?" Kelley continued as she smushed Rose's cheeks together with her free hand, making her lips pucker. Rose breathed harder as her heart raced, not knowing what Kelley would do. She quickly shook her head, knowing the situation she was now in. Amongst the feeling of uncertainty, though, something else blossomed.

Rose loved this feeling. She loved feeling Kelley take charge. Truth is, the younger girl had a crush on the captain, ever since she'd joined the team. She fantasized about moments like this constantly, and now those fantasies were becoming a reality.

"That's a good girl" Kelley said with a now seemingly sweet tone as she let the younger girl go. Rose slowly raised her head to look up at Kelley, her pale blue eyes seemingly pleading for whats next.

"See, that wasn't so hard now was it?" Kelley asked with a sarcastic tone as she looked at Rose. Rose's eyes turned from the soft baby blue to a glare, seemingly wanting more.

"Is that all you got?" she asked with a tinge of defiance, a subtle smirk flashed on her thin lips.

"Oh I'm sorry, was I not clear enough?" Kelley asked with a laugh as she looked down at Rose. She looked at the captain, her eyes wide as her breaths quickened, eager to find out what she'd do next.

"I was gonna take it easy on you tonight, just give you a taste of what would happen but... you apparently need to be broken in" Kelley said, her tone growing more ragged as she wrapped her hand around the nape of Rose's neck turning her on her stomach, pushing her head into the bed.

Rose grunted but quickly followed her lead. Kelley quickly shoved Rose's cotton shorts down around her ankles, unveiling her pale, full ass.

"No panties? What a fucking whore" Kelley chuckled before she grabbed onto Rose's hips and connected two quick slaps on her ass. Rose yelped as the slap connected, a subtle moan escaped her lips through the sheets as she felt the slap radiate. Kelly continued on, giving Rose a feeling of unbridled pleasure she'd never felt before.

"Are you... going... to be a... good girl.. now?" Kelley growled through gritted teeth as she continued slapping her pale ass hard. Each slap just as hard, if not harder, than the last. The sound of the slaps only interrupted by her words and Rose's groans and moans into the bed.

"Oh... god! fuck! yes!" Rose shouted as she clawed at the sheets with one hand. Her other hand soon began to slide down in between her legs, caressing her milky white thighs, oh so close to her aching pussy. Her ass is now a deep red, as Kelley continued her work.

"Wow... you really are a fucking whore... this turning you on babe?" Kelley asked as she stopped and looked on at Rose, now a mess on the bed.

"Fuck! Please dont stop" Rose pleaded out as she looked back at Kelley with big, innocent eyes. Her fingers already glistening with her juices. Kelley just laughed as she began walking to the door.

"Maybe you'll get some more... if you're a good girl. Now, get some rest. I'll see you tomorrow" Kelley said with a completely different, lighter tone, as she walked to the door.

"Oh, and I recommend you get some ice on your ass. imagine the eight hour flight sitting on that?" Kelley said with a mocking grimace before she chuckled and left.

Rose looked at Kelley, panting as she trembled, wanting nothing more than to reach her edge and orgasm. As the door closed behind the captain, Rose began to cry softly. She cried tears of rage that the sexy, powerful older woman didn't lead her to an orgasm. She wanted nothing more than to become putty in Kelley's hands as she orgasmed. She was too sexually frustrated to get any satisfaction if she finished the job on her own, so she just layed there for what seemed like hours.

Eventually, Rose stripped naked and ran a cold shower. Her eyes grew wide as she looked at her ass in the mirror, her skin still a deep red. She gingerly got into the shower and yelped as the cold water hit her sensitive skin, but alas at least some relief came from it.

As she got dressed and slid into bed, all she could think about was Kelley. About how the captain had taken control so quickly and made Rose obey. Kelley had taken Rose to a place she'd never ever encountered with any of the few partners she'd been with in her short sex life. She was completely hooked, addicted to the need to feel Kelley in control of her. She needed more.

"That was such a rush..."

When she eventually closed her eyes she immediately fell asleep, and the very next time she opened them was to her alarm going off. As she sat up, she felt the dull pain on her ass, but what was more intense was the lingering feeling of pleasure in between her legs. Her rock hard nipples only overshadowed by the jolts of sheer nirvana as she rubbed her soaking wet thighs together.