The Golf Match

THE GOLF MATCH

The golf match between the women's teams representing Braxton College, captained by Rachel Hough, and the local branch of the State university, captained by Julie Jones, was tied. Rachel and Julie were the last ones still playing, and as they stood on the 18

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tee Rachel was a little nervous.

Braxton was a private school and the vast majority of students came from very wealthy families, while the students at State, as it was referred to, were from more modest means. The schools were located in the same town and their sports teams were bitter rivals, with the rivalry between the two women's golf teams particularly personal, for some reason. At the end of the season the State women had challenged Braxton's women's golf team to a match and had proposed a very unusual prize for the winner--the captain of the losing team. The winners would be able to keep the losing captain for the rest of the weekend--that is, the balance of Saturday after the match was completed up to 6:00 p.m. on Sunday. She would have to do anything the winners told her to do, and they could do almost anything to her. The only limitations were that she couldn't be forced to do anything illegal, and she couldn't be physically scarred.

Rachel and her team had refused to agree to this at first, but after much taunting and smack talk they finally agreed. Now, as she stood on the 18

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tee box, Rachel hoped she didn't regret going along.

Both girls' tee shots landed in the fairway within a few yards of each other. As Rachel stopped to tie her shoe, Julie hopped into her cart and raced up to the balls. This was the chance she'd been hoping for. She walked over to Rachel's ball and pressed her heel into the ground next to it. Then with her toe she pushed Rachel's ball into the depression made by her heel. Smiling at the result, she moved over to her ball.

When Rachel saw her ball her face fell. "Yeah, looks like you're in an old divot--tough luck," Julie said. It was the only flaw in an otherwise perfect fairway so Rachel was suspicious, but there was nothing she could do other than hit her ball and hope for the best.

Julie hit her second shot onto the green within 15 feet of the pin. Rachel only managed to hit her ball about 50 yards, which left it about 70 yards short of the green. In 15 minutes the match was over, and Rachel had lost. Julie's team whooped it up as they came running onto the green to congratulate her, and then they escorted Rachel to the locker room. Rachel's teammates, stunned at the loss, quietly followed.

The two teams stood on opposite sides in rough semi-circles, with Julie and Rachel in the middle. Julie shouted "Let the fun begin!", then turned to Rachel and said, "Strip."

Shocked, Rachel said, "I'm not taking off my clothes!"

Julie smirked and said, "Remember the agreement? The captain of the losing team has to do whatever the winning team tells her to do. You're the captain of the losing team, so strip! Or do you want my girls to strip you?"

Rachel felt sick. She hadn't expected her team to lose, but she had told herself that even if they did the worst she would have to do would be something like clean the rooms of the State team. Now she was afraid of what Julie and her team had in mind, but she was trapped. As she started taking off her top Julie smiled and said, "That's a good little bitch."

Julie had resented girls like Rachel--attractive, smart and rich--ever since she was little. She felt like they had always looked down on her and they made her feel inferior. She felt like this was a chance to get even, and she intended to humiliate, shame and disgrace Rachel.

A few moments later Rachel stood naked in front of all the other girls, desperately trying to cover her breasts and crotch with her hands. Julie handed her a sheet of paper and said, "Those are the lyrics to our fight song. I want you to sing it with enthusiasm." Turning to one of her teammates, she said, "Start the music."

Feeling ridiculous and embarrassed, Rachel sang haltingly and quietly. Julie demanded that she sing louder, and stretched out the ordeal by making her sing it three times. Finally satisfied, she said "O.K., now crawl over here to me."

Rachel sank to the floor and began to crawl toward Julie. As she did, her firm size 34C breasts swayed and bobbed, and the State girls laughed, pointed and commented on her body. Rachel noticed that her own teammates stared at her too, but most of them bore expressions of pity and embarrassment for her. A few however stared with stoney looks, and with a shock Rachel realized they had lost respect for her.

When she reached Julie, Julie told her to bow down, so Rachel stretched out her arms and lowered her head. "Not good enough. Put your chest and face on the floor, move your knees apart and raise your ass!" Slowly Rachel did as she was told, and felt herself flush with shame and embarrassment--she knew the pose meant she was exposing her bottom and crotch to all the girls.

"Now admit to everyone that I'm a better golfer than you are."

Rachel hesitated and then said, "You're a better golfer than me."

"Louder--not everyone heard you. And I think you should address me as 'Miss Julie'."

Ashamed of herself but feeling she had no choice, Rachel said loudly, "Miss Julie, you're a better golfer than I am."

Smiling, Julie said "That's true. Now stand up and put your hands behind your head." Rachel got to her feet and locked her hands behind her head. Doing so caused her to stand erect and thrust her chest out. Julie stepped forward and cupped and fondled Rachel's breasts. Instinctively Rachel grabbed Julie's wrists to push them away.

"Let go of me!" Julie ordered. Rachel reluctantly released her wrists. Julie turned to one of her teammates and said, "Tie her hands behind her back."

"No...please!!," Julie begged, but to no avail. One girl pulled Rachel's hands behind her back and another tied them tightly. Julie stepped forward again and resumed fondling and squeezing Rachel's breasts.

"I bet your boyfriend enjoys playing with these tits, doesn't he?" When Rachel didn't reply Julie pinched her nipples and said, "I asked you a question!"

Rachel cried out in pain and then said, "Yes!"

Julie pinched the nipples again and said, "Yes what?"

Humiliated and embarrassed but completely helpless, Rachel knew she had to give in and say what she thought Julie wanted to hear. "Yes, Miss Julie, he enjoys playing with my tits."

Julie smiled and dropped one hand down to Rachel's crotch. She brushed Rachel's labia several times and then jammed two fingers into her vagina. Rachel grunted audibly, and was shocked at what was happening to her. Moving her fingers back and forth slowly, Julie asked "And does he finger fuck you like this while he plays with your tits?"

Rachel gasped out "Yes...sometimes, Miss Julie."

Pulling her fingers out, Julie said, "O.K., it's time for your spanking."

Shocked, Rachel exclaimed "What??!!"

"Well, you have to be punished for losing--right?"

"No...please don't!" Rachel begged, but to no avail.

Obviously aware of what Julie wanted, two of the State golfers grabbed Rachel's arms and marched her over behind a sofa that stood in the middle of the room. They made her bend forward and then hoisted her onto the back of the sofa, so that her head was down on the cushions, her hips were resting on the back of the sofa and her feet barely touched the floor. Julie stepped between Rachel's legs, which forced them apart. "My, my--what a cute ass you have! And you're showing it to everyone! Not a very dignified position, is it?" Embarrassed and humiliated, Rachel felt tears welling up. She couldn't believe this was happening.

Julie stroked Rachel's crack and labia as she said, "Now this is what's going to happen. My teammates and I are each going to give you two smacks. After each smack you're going to say 'Thank you, I deserved that.' Got it?" As she finished speaking Julie again shoved two fingers into Rachel's vagina.

Rachel grunted and croaked, "Yes, Miss Julie!"

The spanking began, with Rachel's teammates looking on with a mixture of horror and interest. Julie went first, striking Rachel's ass with a loud "thwack" sound. Rachel choked out "Thank you, I deserved that." Julie and some of her teammates laughed.

At first Rachel only said what she was required to say, thanking the person who struck her. But each girl seemed to try to hit her harder than the previous girl, and Rachel began to cry out in pain before thanking the person. By the end, her ass felt like it was on fire and she was sobbing.

Julie stepped between Rachel's legs again and ran her fingers up and down between Rachel's labia. Laughing, Julie cried "I think she liked getting spanked--she's wet!" She held her fingers up, showing all the girls that they glistened with Rachel's juices. Rachel tried to deny that she had enjoyed it--she knew she was wet from being fingered by Julie earlier--but her denial was drowned out by laughter and comments from Julie's teammates.

Turning to the team from Braxton Julie said, "Well, you learned something new about your captain, right? Anyway, now it's time for us to take her back to our place." Rachel was lifted off of the sofa and one of the State girls slipped an old tee shirt over Rachel's head. As she did, she squeezed Rachel's right breast. With her hands still tied, Rachel was helpless to protect herself. "Nice and firm!" the girl said, laughing.

Because she couldn't put her arms through the sleeves, the shirt didn't hang down very far and Rachel was still naked below the waist. As the group started walking her toward the door Rachel yelled, "I can't go outside like this!! Let me put pants on!"

Julie said, "You're fine--there probably aren't many people around and we'll be surrounding you." As they walked to the team's van one girl kept goosing Rachel, who jumped every time the girl stuck her finger in Rachel's crack, much to the girl's amusement. Rachel was just relieved that no one else saw her in her half-naked state.

The State team lived together in an old, large house just off campus. Once they were inside Rachel's hands were untied and the shirt removed, and then she was given some cleaning supplies and told to clean the bathrooms. Humiliated and embarrassed by her nakedness, Rachel was glad to get away from the other girls, although cleaning the bathrooms wasn't pleasant.

By the time Rachel was finished it was time for dinner. Pizza was delivered and the girls all sat down at the dining room table, but Rachel was made to sit on the floor at Julie's feet. Julie took a bite of pizza and then raised her bare foot to Rachel's face. "Kiss my foot and then lick my toes." Rachel sat frozen, praying that Julie wasn't serious. But she was. "Do it or I'll tie your hands again and jam my foot down your throat."

Rachel slowly leaned forward and kissed Julie's foot. Rachel hesitated a moment, completely humiliated and feeling a little sick, before sticking out her tongue and licking Julie's big toe, followed by each of her other toes. "That's a good little bitch. Your nipples are hard--are you into feet?" Without waiting for an answer Julie laughed and then threw a piece of pizza to Rachel. "There's your reward--you earned it!"

After dinner Julie announced that there would be a putting contest. She had Rachel sit on the floor with her back against the wall and told two girls to hold her legs wide open. Julie said, "The rules are simple. Each of you will get three puts, and whoever gets the most puts in her hole"--pointing at Rachel -- "will win. The winner gets to keep her for the night. You can make her your pet, or your maid, or whatever you want." The girls laughed. Rachel was horrified.

The first girl hit her puts quickly, apparently not caring about winning. They all hit Rachel's thighs. The second girl took more time and struck the puts more firmly. The first two hit Rachel's thighs hard, making her grimace and tense up. The third rammed into Rachel's unprotected, open vagina with a loud, lewd "plop" sound. Rachel cried out in pain.

By the time the last girl started to line up her first put, Rachel's vagina had been hit three times by three different girls. Her whole crotch area was sore and throbbing and her labia were swollen. Rachel knew the last girl's name was Ronny and from teasing comments by her teammates, Rachel also knew Ronny was a lesbian. Rachel watched the thickset, muscular girl line up her put and then hit it. As it smacked firmly into Rachel's vagina Rachel cried out. When Ronny's second put also hit Rachel's tender hole Julie yelled, "We have a winner!"

Ronny helped Rachel up, then took her hand and started leading her down a hallway toward a bedroom. As Rachel walked along gingerly, wincing as her thighs rubbed, she felt like she was in a dream; nothing seemed real.

Ronny had Rachel lie down on the bed, then took her own clothes off and laid down next to Rachel. Rachel had wondered once or twice what it would be like to have sex with another girl, but under the circumstances she had no desire to have sex with Ronny and was sure she wouldn't enjoy it. At the same time she was in no condition or position to resist whatever Ronny intended to do, so she just laid there, tense and nervous.

Ronny leaned in, put her mouth against Rachel's ear and whispered "I'm going to make you feel really good."

"No, I don't... Oh!" Rachel's words had turned into a gasp as Ronny started licking and nibbling Rachel's ear while her hand fondled Rachel's breast. Moving her mouth slowly, Ronny administered soft love bites and licks to Rachel's neck as her palm lightly brushed Rachel's nipples.

Rachel had expected Ronny to be rough and forceful. Instead she was devastatingly gentle, and Rachel felt herself melting in spite of everything. After all she had been through Ronny's tender touches felt like salve for her soul, and her body began to relax although her mind still struggled with the idea of having sex with another woman. Ronny's mouth moved slowly down and across Rachel's chest, kissing and licking, while her hand traveled slowly and lightly down across Rachel's stomach. Then Ronny's mouth reached Rachel's right breast. Rachel's mind quit struggling; in fact she quit thinking entirely, and simply held her breath.

Ronny began to nibble gently at the soft flesh just as her fingers reached Rachel's vulva, still throbbing from the battering by the golf balls. Suddenly Rachel felt a different kind of tension, desperately wanting those fingers to touch her pussy, and she whimpered with need and desire without even realizing it. Ronny smiled. She loved to edge straight girls and make them beg.

Ronny licked Rachel's very erect nipple and then closed her mouth over it and began to suck. At the same time she began to softly brush Rachel's swollen, pulsing labia with her fingers. Rachel cried "OH! Oh God!!", then opened her legs and raised her hips in wanton invitation. Ronny quit sucking and stopped moving her fingers. "Don't stop!!" Rachel practically screamed.

"Do you want my fingers inside you?", Ronny asked quietly.

"Yes!! Please put them in!! Please!!", Rachel begged loudly.

Ronny bit down on Rachel's nipple and at the same time pushed two fingers into her. Rachel cried out again and began to roll her hips as Ronny finger fucked her. "Oh yes! Oh yessss...!! Don't stop!" But Ronny suddenly pulled her fingers out. "NO!!" Rachel was almost crying in frustration.

"So do you want me to make you come?" Ronny asked.

Rachel knew she was being played, but she had left her pride and dignity on the locker room floor when she crawled to Julie. "Yes,...please" she added with a tremor in her voice.

Ronny smiled in satisfaction and shoved her fingers back into Rachel's steaming pussy. Moving them back and forth, she pressed them against the top of Rachel's tunnel searching for her G spot. Then she leaned down and scraped her teeth against Rachel's stiff, sensitive nipple

Rachel gasped as Ronny's finger found her G spot. The orgasm that had been building rolled through her like a tidal wave. Rachel arched her back and thrust her hips toward Ronny's fingers. After the wave passed Rachel sank back down on the bed, but Ronny didn't stop. She kept moving her fingers back and forth as she moved down and swabbed Rachel's clit with her tongue.

Rachel's entire vulva felt like it was on fire, and her labia and pussy were extremely sensitive. "No! Stop! I'm too... " Rachel let out a high-pitched shriek as Ronny closed her mouth over Rachel's tender, swollen clit and sucked hard. Rachel's hips jerked with another climax as she moaned loudly. Only then did Ronny stop and raise her head. She smiled at Rachel and then wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

"Now it's my turn," Ronny said as she moved up Rachel's body. When Ronny got to Rachel's chest and rose to her knees, Rachel suddenly realized what Ronny intended to do. She was too weak and spent to resist, and at any rate Ronny was heavier and stronger so resistance would have been futile.

"No...please...I don't want to," Rachel pleaded, but Ronny ignored her. She moved forward a little more and then settled on Rachel's face, positioning herself carefully so that her clit pressed against Rachel's nose and her pussy was against her mouth. Ronny smiled down at Rachel, but when Rachel just stared back, Ronny reached back and pinched Rachel's nipples. Rachel cried out and then started licking.

Rocking back and forth Ronny said, "That's a good girl...yes, just like that. Now push your tongue into me." Ronny kept giving instructions and Rachel tried to follow them while struggling to breathe. Ronny started bouncing up and down, rubbing her clit against Rachel's nose and covering Rachel's face with her fluids. Rachel was licking hard at Ronny's pussy and clit when Ronny suddenly gasped, cried "Oh fuck!" and jerked as she climaxed.

Rachel expected Ronny to get off of her then, but instead Ronny simply turned around so that she was facing Rachel's feet and then settled again on Rachel's face. Rachel grimaced; her nose was practically in Ronny's ass and her mouth was pressed against Ronny's vagina. Ronny suddenly leaned down, spread Rachel's labia with her fingers and began rapidly running her teeth up and down Rachel's labia and pussy and over her clit. Rachel let out a hoarse, muffled scream and thrashed her arms and legs, but with Ronny's weight on her she couldn't escape. She felt an intense sensation on the borderline between pleasure and pain and then her body convulsed with a powerful orgasm. As it hit her she unconsciously bit down on Ronny's labia and pussy, causing Ronny to let out her own scream and then jerk as she climaxed again.

Both girls were exhausted. Ronny rolled off Rachel, moved next to her until they were spooning, and then draped her arm over Rachel's body possessively with her hand cradling Rachel's left breast. Ronny went to sleep immediately. Rachel stayed awake for a few minutes, enjoying the feeling of Ronny's hand cupping her breast. Her last thought before falling asleep was that she had just had the best sex of her life, and it had been with a woman.

The next morning after breakfast Rachel was cleaning up the kitchen when she heard a familiar voice. She stepped into the living room and was very surprised to see her teammate, Katie, and Katie's boyfriend, Josh. Her first thought was that Katie had come to take her home. "Katie, what are you doing here? Are you going to take me home?"

Katie ignored her questions. With a smirk on her face she asked, "How's it going, Rach? Are you having fun?" The flicker of hope that Rachel had felt died, and suspicion blossomed in its place. Then she realized that Josh was devouring her with his eyes. She had gotten so used to being naked that she had forgotten that she was. She covered her breasts and crotch as well as she could with her hands and started to ask Katie again why she was here. Then she remembered that Katie, a very good golfer, had lost her match with a very mediocre State player.