(New story set in the same world as Friends, Masters and Slaves, The Frat Party, The Warehouse and Blackmailing Erika, a utopian world created by COLLAREDSLUTGIRLS.
All characters are over 18 years old and this story is solely a figment of my imagination.
My language is Spanish, I apologize for any grammatical errors I may make when translating the stories into English).
A Bad Night
I've been driving through the streets of the city for hours without knowing where I'm going, the night is being a real nightmare, everything started to go wrong in the middle of the afternoon after losing the final game of the State Championship at the last second, in a controversial play that caused a strong altercation between both the players and the public.
In the end I decide to stop the car without really knowing where I am and after hitting the steering wheel several times violently, I try to put my thoughts in order remembering what has happened since the end of the match several hours ago.
Although the game ended a long time ago, the team's dressing room still looks like a tomb, you can hear absolutely nothing, although some of the players have come out of the dressing room, most of us remain seated in our lockers in complete silence.
We all knew that it was very difficult to win the State Championship, the Wichita Coyotes have been the best team in the State for the last ten years, while our team the Topeka Buffaloes reached our first final in history, surely if we had lost by a beating, we would not be so dejected.
I look at my teammates and as team captain I know I should say something to them, but I'm unable to do so and I sit in front of my locker not quite knowing what to do from that moment on.
"I'm sorry kid, your game has been stolen," I hear an unknown voice say.
I raise my head to see who is speaking to me and I am surprised to see a face that I have seen dozens of times on television.
"Mr. Willis, what are you doing here?" I ask in amazement, getting up to greet you.
"You can call me Charles, after all, Eric, if I can do what I've come here to do, we'll see each other a lot from now on," he replies, smiling.
"As I was telling you Eric, they stole the game from you, that last play shouldn't have counted, but the snobs of Wichita couldn't let you win the game, let alone the team's main sponsor, Mr. Hunter," he tells me smiling when he sees my surprised face.
"But let's stop talking about the game and talk about the future," he continues, "I've come to offer you a contract with my team, straight up without going through the draft."
In recent years, it's become more and more common for teams in the major leagues to skip the draft and offer contracts directly to players, but it usually happens in the teams of the big universities. Right now, I have several offers from minor league teams and even one from the worst team in the National League, but Mr. Willis is the owner of the San Francisco Invaders, the best team in the league in recent years with the best quarterback in history.
"Rest for a few days, recover from the defeat and think carefully about the answer;" Mr. Willis tells me, giving me a small folder with the details of the contract and a latest model mobile phone so that I can call him directly, "One last thing Eric, Tim is retiring at the end of the next season and has followed your trajectory, he thinks you can adapt very well to the team's schemes and be their replacement," he adds, referring to the team's star quarterback.
As soon as Mr. Willis leaves, I start getting congratulations from my teammates who have heard it all, but all I want to do is meet up with my girlfriend Joana and tell her all the news while we fuck to celebrate.
I go to the cheerleaders' locker room, Joana is the captain and I know she will be waiting for me as she always does after the games, as soon as I get closer, I start to hear moans of pleasure coming from the dressing room and I smile at the thought that one of my teammates is drowning their sorrows with one of the cheerleaders.
As I expected several of the cheerleaders are being fucked in the locker room, but not exactly by my teammates, but by some of the players of the rival team, two of them are being fucked leaning against the wall moaning with pleasure and asking to be fucked harder, a third is being fucked by two players at the same time, and because of the moans and noises coming from the shower area, at least a couple of other rival players are celebrating the victory by enjoying themselves with our cheerleaders.
Everyone in the team knew about this possibility, some cheerleaders had been saying since days before the game that they were not going to miss the opportunity to fuck some of the best university players in the country, many of them also from very rich families, what I did not expect at any time is that my girlfriend Joana would be one of them.
None of the cheerleaders notice my presence and much less Joana who has her back to the door and doesn't see me enter, I recognize her immediately by the golden unicorn tattooed at the base of her back, her naked body moves wildly on the cock of another guy, who doesn't stop playing with her tits. Joana moans like a whore, asking like her two companions to fuck her harder in a wild and unbridled attitude that she has never had when we fuck.
I'm very angry about what I'm seeing and I have a tremendous urge to pounce on her and hit her, but I decide it's not worth it and turn to leave the locker room.
"Oh! Move faster slut;" I hear the guy who is fucking Joana say, immediately recognizing her voice, "I'd like to see the face of your cuckold boyfriend, first I beat him in the championship final and then I fuck his girlfriend in his own face."
As soon as I recognize the voice of James Hunter, the quarterback of the opposing team I completely lose control and pounce on them, before anyone in the locker room can react and realize what is happening, I punch James and break his nose leaving him unconscious.
"You're a savage Eric, and an idiot who doesn't know anything;" Joana begins to yell at me, still impaled on the cock of the unconscious James, "I've been fucking James for more than two months, ever since he told me in the league game that he had signed with the Invaders and would take me with him to San Francisco if I passed your plays to him, a lot of the cheerleaders know this and we've really enjoyed laughing in your face."
As I look around, I can see how the rest of the cheerleaders have come screaming, some are scared by what is happening, but most of them are laughing, including those who continue to be fucked by James' teammates, thus confirming Joana's words.
Completely out of me, I grab Joana's hair dragging her by the hair towards the street, when one of James' teammates stops fucking the cheerleader and approaches me to stop me, I kick him in the crotch causing him to fall to the ground, without stopping I go out into the hallway with Joana screaming and attracting the attention of the rest of my teammates who run out into the hallway.
"James Hunter is in the cheerleading locker room with several other players," I say, "Teach them a little lesson," I add.
Immediately I see how at least a dozen of my teammates and several fans run to the locker room, while the rest wait without being able to take their eyes off Joana's naked body lying at my feet.
Seeing the look of desire of my classmates, a perverse thought comes to my mind, I look around and see that the coach of the team and the rector of the university are among those present and I address them: "Mr. Andrews, Mr. Thomas, as captain of the football team I invoke Article 21 of the Regulations of the University concerning the enslavement of its students;" I say aloud so that everyone can hear me while still looking at the rector.
"It's your right, Eric," the rector replies, looking at the coach who shakes his head in the affirmative.
"They're all in the locker room, enjoy those for me," I say to my teammates who start running precipitously. Article 21 allows the cheerleaders of the team to be enslaved after a loss, in many states and especially in the big universities it is very common for the winning team to keep the cheerleaders of the opposing team and after using them as slave girls for the rest of the season they auction them off at the end of the season to raise money for the team. We have never entered into that dynamic, we are a small university and most of us have known each other since we were children, but after what has happened, I cannot allow them to go unpunished.
Joana has started to cry knowing what awaits her, I'm sure she thinks I'm going to leave her in the hands of my teammates to fuck her one after the other, but she couldn't be more wrong, grabbing her by the hair again I drag her out to the street and take her next to one of the collection poles at the entrance of the university, where without any effort I fastened her wrists and ankles to the pole finally closing the metal collar around her neck.
"You can't enslave me like this, I belong to the university now;" she starts yelling at me.
"Of course, I can, Joana," I reply, "Article 21 is for the of your companions, you are my property and I can leave you here if I wish, or you forget the paper you signed for me to prevent your stepfather from enslaving you."
For a few seconds after hearing my words, Joana doesn't know what to say, but as soon as I start to move away from her, she starts screaming again, giving me insults of all kinds.
"You'd better stop yelling;" I say, "Most people have already gone home after the game, but I assure you that if anyone sees you, you're going to have a very entertaining night;" I add, turning on the light on the collection pole to let everyone know there's a new occupant.
