After the game.

Tim could hear the roaring of the crowd. At the moment he was siting with his back against Nancy’s car. He was so mad at her. Vowing he would make her regret treating him like this. He didn’t know how or when but he didn’t care. He would get out of his collar and then get his **** which he viewed as justice. He heard the doors clinking and voices celebrating. Looking over the hood of the car he saw people pooling out of the stadium.

Nancy had just met up with Emma near the doors. Emma was ready to leave but Nancy sat with down on a bench and motioned for her to sit with her.

“Why are you sitting?”

Emma looked at her mother obviously confused.

“Remember when I told you that soon we wouldn’t have to put up with Tim’s shitty behaviour anymore?”

Emma instantly sat down and started listening to her mom explain everything. Outside Tim was doing his best to stay hidden. He had to leave the car as too many people were coming out and every time a car drove off he became closer to being seen. He managed to make it over a hedge that traced the lot and ran to the side of the stadium. He didn’t like it but it would work. He anxiously watched the parking lot scanning for Nancy. He waited until the only car he could see in the lot was Nancy’s. A pit was forming in his stomach figuring that Nancy had waited on purpose. Oh god did he hate her. Inside the foyer Emma had listened to Nancy until they were the only ones (besides staff) left in the building.

“So wait. You’re saying he’s out there right now naked with a ball gag in his mouth!?”

Emma had a growing dampness between her thighs. She was enthralled by what her mom had told her. For the last five years she watched Tim had make their lives hell. He always expected them to clean up after him, prepare food for him, drive him places. One time he was asked to help and he threatened to tell his dad that Nancy was cheating on him. Since Nancy didn’t have a job and relied on his bank account she resides herself to cleaning up after and cooking for her stepson.

Nancy nodded to her daughter. And they giggled together. Of course Nancy left out a few details like the size of minuscule size and the pink shock collar but she thought those were better left as surprises.

“Well I think he’s been waiting long enough. Shall we head out?”

Emma eagerly agreed and jumped to her feet, following her mother out to the car.

Tim saw the lights flicker on the car. Soon followed by Nancy walking out. He went to run to her but when he spotted Emma he stopped. Along with Eliza, she was one of the last people he wanted to see him like this. He followed as much as he could on the other side of the hedge. The car was facing away from him. When Nancy turned her head to look around she saw his head poke over the hedge. Smiling she got in the car and started the engine.

If he didn’t have a gag in his mouth he would be gritting his teeth. He tried waving at them in hopes she would see and drive over to him but that hope vanished as he saw her start to drive away. He feared being stuck 30 miles from home more than he feared Emma. Resigning to his fate he covered his penis and ran as fast as he could towards the car.

Emma saw him running and burst out laughing.

“Oh my GOD. Who’s idea was the collar? That’s amazing!”

Nancy drove slow enough for him to catch up but when he grabbed the door handle it didn’t open. Worse yet she kept driving. With one hand holding the handle and the other covering his shame he was **** to run along side the car. Emma’s smile was ear to ear as she held her phone up to the window.

Nancy rolled the electric windows down slightly and slowed a bit.

“Hi Tim, Did you want a ride?”

For fucks sake, he thought.

“Hmm. Is that a no?”

She started to roll the window up. He frantically shook his head and pulled on the handle. She lowered the window again.

“Okay here’s the deal sweetheart, you’re going to put your hands on your head and do a little dance, maybe some ballerina twirls, jumping, definitely some twerking. Then I’ll let you get in. Okay?”

He didn’t have choice, nodding his head he watched her stop the car and direct him to stand in front of them. He walked in front and watched as they both lifted their phones up. Closing his eyes and trying to imagine himself on a beach far far away from them. He lifted his arms above his head. He didn’t look at them and did his best to block out the laughter as he twirled around and jumped a bit. Doing so as he thought ballerinas did. Then he did his best to twerk. After he finished he ran over to the car. But the door was still locked.

“Oh I’m sorry Tim. I don’t think you danced good enough. We’ll see you later hun.”

She started to pull away as Emma stuck her head out the window.

“See ya later BABY DICK!”

His step sister laughed. Tim fell to his knees and tears formed in his eyes. He felt crushed. But then they stopped. He got up, wiped his tears and ran over to them.

“Ooh did the wittle baby girl think we were actually gonna leave her?”

His stepmother mocked him.

“Of course I’m not leaving you here. You got an appointment bright and early remember? Get in.”

He reached for the door but it was still locked. Then he heard a piping noise and the trunk door opened. How more worse could it get? He wondered as he hastily climbed into the trunk and shut it on himself. He spent the next 40 minutes plotting his ****.