Victory Laps

Renee cut the engine to her car, once again taking notice of her surroundings. The only other car in the lot was Sabina's jeep, which was pretty normal for a school on a Saturday. Glancing upon the diamond she saw Sabina and her teammates facing her Impala seemingly beckoning her toward them. Though they were far enough, the nearly naked lass could feel the smugness on their faces towards her currently embarrassing predicament.

“Let's get this over with…” Renee grumbled to herself as she got out of her car and headed towards the field sporting a handkini as Sabina began giggling to herself while staring Renee down with her hazel eyes.

“Well look who showed up, thought you'd chicken out and be home by now.”

“You took my house key, so…”

“Oh, yeah I guess that's what this is. Interesting!”

“What do you want Sabina? A 1v1 at softball?”

“Geez straight to the point. No sweetcheeks, you're going to do some victory laps for your guy's recent win. Three laps around the diamond, dressed as is.”

“You can't be serious.”

“I mean we can take your shoes, tie you up to the cage ass out, and leave you nothing at all. Or you can get back your bag, key, and a hoodie for free.”

Renee stamped her foot in anger causing her right breast to jump free from her arm as her girthy buttocks wobbled for a second. Letting out a small eep she adjusted it and remembered the flagpole not too long ago. Exhaling an exhausted sigh her green eyes met the leader of the pack.

“So just run the field? That's it?”

“Now now now. That'd be too easy for all the prizes you'll get.”

“Of course it wouldn't be so easy…”

“So here's a few rules, not too many. Rule number 1, for the first lap you may cover anything you want. Rule number 2, you can use only one arm or hand to cover for the second lap. And finally the most important rule, on your final lap you can't cover anything at all. Break any of these rules and you'll get nothing, while I get to keep your stuff for the day.”

“Do I have a choice?”

“Well like I said we can just tie you up, do some pitch practice on your bubble butt. Maybe even let people know you're here. Then who knows what'd happen then.”

Renee turned her head to the still barren parking lot. At least this way, it would be just the Leopards seeing her in this reluctant streak. Gulping to herself slightly as she weighed the options in her head. She could run for it, but odds are the group of girls would be on her before Renee could even get close to her bag.

“Fine but no cameras from any of you.”

“Seems fair enough. You have my word that my team, nor shall I, use any cameras whatsoever. But you better hurry.”

“What for?”

“Well I thought you didn't like being naked but if you're so inclined…”

“No! No…I'll do it.” Renee resigned with a heavy sigh as she clutched her tits with her left arm and clamped her right hand to her fuzzy burning bush. Sabina pinched the redhead's buttcheek as she quickly scurried to home plate to the laughter of the girls.