The 9th Hole

I decided to leave the two helpless, thoroughly humiliated women and head on. I went to the golf course and got a golf cart. I went down the golf path, occasionally stopping and relieving the golfers, all male of their cash. He then came to the 9th hole. At the 9th hole was a drink cart manned by a pretty young coed. She was selling beer, bottled water, sodas, and sports drinks. A couple of men were walking up to the cart.

I stopped time and walked over to the cart. The coed had light blonde hair tied in a long pony tail. She had perky B cups in a polo shirt and nice butt in a khaki skirt that came to mid-thigh. I stopped time and stripped her naked below the waist. I hid her skirt and panties and put them in a compartment in the cart. took a few ice chips from her cart and put them in each bra cup. I then put a couple of chips up her rectum and a couple of more in her pussy. I then got a beer and went back to my cart. I restarted time.

The blonde squealed. She looked down then her eyes went wide. She looked at the two men coming towards her, and she pressed her naked lower half up against the cart, trying to pretend nothing was wrong. She reached up and gently rubbed a hand against her breasts, trying to act like she was just smoothing her skirt. She was growing red, and shifting from foot to foot.

The two men came up and talked to her. The blonde held her lower lip in her teeth as she got two bottles of water. The men paid for the drinks and left a tip in her tip jar. They then walked back to their cart. As soon as their back was turned, the blonde reached up under her shirt and removed the wet ice. She then reached down between her legs.

I could not see what she was doing as the cart blocked my view, but I could guess. She stood back up and looked around for her clothes.

I stopped time again. I got her clothes and hung them from a tree branch about ten yards away from her down the cart path. I went back to my cart and restarted time. I drove the cart behind the restrooms at the 9th hole. Then peeked around the edge to spy on the blonde.

I saw her spot her clothes. She looked around. The two men who had bought the water were teeing off on the 9th tee box. She impatiently watched and kept looking down the cart path to see if anyone else was coming. After the men hit their drives, they drove off down the path. The blonde took the opportunity to sprint to the tree where her skirt and panties were dangling.