Collared (Chapter 5): Taking Gang-Bang for the Team

The whole team filed after coach and out the door to exit the bar. A few steps down the street, and we were already in front of his building. He let us in and all ten of us squeezed into the large elevator. In what was a very short elevator ride, I had a tongue shoved into my mouth, a hand groping my chastity cage, and two fingers slid into my butt hole. We arrived on coach’s floor and shuffled out of the elevator. Now I was in front of the team and was paraded down the corridor, with coach leading the way to his apartment. We got into coach’s apartment and I stepped out of the doorway, awaiting instructions.

Coach caressed my cheek while pushing his thick thumb into my mouth. He laid his other hand on my shoulder and pushed me down to my knees. “That’s better,” he said. “Bitches should always be on all fours in my home, clear?”

I nodded "Yes", unable to speak with his thumb still in my mouth. I raised a hand to speak. He took his thumb out of my mouth, his palm still resting on my cheek, “what is it, bitch?”

“May I use the bathroom before we begin, coach, Sir?” I asked.

“Yes, you may, just leave all your clothes here, by the door. Only keep the harness on,” coach ordered.

I did as he ordered, taking my hoodie off, then removing my shorts and jockstrap, and crawled down the hall to the bathroom. I closed the bathroom door and sat on the toilet seat. I was grateful for this moment of privacy, alone with myself, to gather my thoughts, as I wondered if this was going too far. I squeezed my hole just to make sure I was still clean and ready for more dicks up my ass. Only light yellow goo came out, a mixture of my butt’s natural lubrication, together with regular lube and my Master’s cum and piss. A stream of piss also trickled down from my dick, through my chastity cage. I wasn’t done when the bathroom door opened.

Coach, Master J.E., and a long line of horny jocks were at the door. “Get in the bath tub, bitch,” coach ordered.