Master and

Decided you start typing a string of messages that are undoubtedly barraging your phone.

-Hey kid, I'll suppose you'll see this when you wake up.

-Didn't know Johnson had a bitch in his team.

-Heard some things about you from Jason but never imagined it was actually true.

-This is Coach Nickels if it wasn't clear.

-But when we are alone i expect you to call me 'Master' or 'Owner' Nickels.

-Bet you like the photo, fag.

-Coach is fine in public by the way but i prefer sir, you see i am an understandable man, we can talk about this when you wake up.

-I'll expect you in the pool once all of the waterpolo team has gone home, If you don't obey me prepare yourself for all the school to know you are a cock slut in internet.

You tried to think what else to put but you were interrupted by one of the members of the waterpolo.

"Coach? Do we do the same as yesterday?" You look him up and down, specifically how the speedo did nothing to hide his soft dick.

Looking at him, maybe your body could wait a little.