You awaken in a tangled mess of arms legs and bodies

It’s not like you're uncomfortable waking up in the arms of someone who actually likes you, you just aren’t used to it. You look down and she’s still snoring cutely. You briefly contemplate waking her up with an orgasm but decide against it since you have to be at training on time. You gently wake her instead.

“Morning, we have to be at training in 20 minutes. I don’t mean to ghost you but I gotta run.”

“Oh yeah, fuck me and leave aye?“ It’s nice to see even though she’s just woken up she’s still got time for sass.

“Yup, gotta leave you wanting more,” you lean in and whisper in her ear “Later on this week I'm gonna introduce you to my strap on.”

Her words seem to get caught in her throat as she looks at you trepidation.

“Haha let me know when you are free.” You say as you pull last nights dress back on.

“See you soon.” You quickly gather your things and head out, blowing Scarlett a kiss in the process.

You head out the door and try to quickly get back to your room without being seen. You are nearly at your door when you hear…

“Walk of shame huh and on a Tuesday night as well.” Coming from a voice you didn’t expect to have any fight left.

You turn around and see Adelaide standing out the front of her room looking like she has a little of her old fight back.

You won’t let this attitude stand, so you walk towards her. “The stride of pride actually slut, but I can’t see you understanding that especially of late. But, it seems like being left as an cumming mess on the floor of an elevator wasn’t enough.”

You are right next to her at this point and her initial bravado was fading quickly. “I'm going to be over tonight at 8, you will be there and I'm going to bring a bigger dildo this time and I’m going to fuck this new attitude out of you.”

“N-n-n” she struggles to **** out a response so you cut her off and place your hand on her throat.

“Ah no slut what I think you mean to say is yes mistress.” You give her pretty neck a squeeze just to emphasise your point. “Now what were you going to say?”

“Yes mistress.” She whimpers, you **** her to look you in the eyes.

“Good girl.” You let go of her and walk off, you don’t bother turning around, you don’t have time.

You quickly change into some clothes and head off. You start walking down to the gym as you are hit with an uncomfortable thought.

“I just came out of a night with Scarlett where I'm pretty sure I have genuine affection for her and not 2 minutes later I’ve already organised to fuck someone else and Friday I’m going to see if I can score with any of the cheerleaders. I really like Scarlett, I genuinely want to be in a relationship with her and for the first time not one where I try to be the one in control… But there is a huge part of me that needs to be in control, needs to dominate. Ugh maybe talk to her? Hmm better wait till she’s a little more emotionally invested before I reveal how crazy I am.”

You shake the thoughts and try to continue on with your day. It's definitely something you will have to reconcile within yourself but at the moment you have only spent one night with her so its not like you can acting like its a relationship.

You make your way to the gym, rolling in dead on time so you don't get too much of a chance to chat. Its straight into push day and apparently Bec is keen on splitting you and Scarlett up since you had such a giggly session on Monday. You got paired with Flick which probably wasn't as bad as being paired with Bec. You looked at Scarlett who looked a little worried because she knew what she was in for. You gave her a reassuring smile as she was lead off to start on a different exercise.

“Yeah, Bec saw you pair giggling a heap last session and figured she would split you up just to make sure you were working.” Flick says, virtually reading your mind word for word.

You frown, “well I'd hate for her majesty to think we weren't working so lets go.”

You start your session and the chat between you and Flick is pretty minimal. You are surprised how strong she is for her slender figure. You have her beat in most exercises but you probably have 10kgs of general 'thiccness' on her. After 15 minutes of minimal talk eventually she breaks the tension in a typical manner.

“It's no fucking wonder you have me beat on the bench press. You only do half a rep miss perky tits.”

“Haha I can't be squishing the girls now, besides maybe after enough of these reps you can make your tiny titties do the bouncing thing that guys do.”

You aren't 100% sure if shes offended but that quick exchange took a lot of the tension out of the morning. The pair of you struggle through another couple of exercises before you have a thought.

“Hey Flick I remember when we all joined the team you guys talked about how last year wasn't great, I know the girls were useless but was it really that bad?”

“Oh girl it was awful, I felt so bad for Bec. Pretty much every week she'd win her singles game and then watch the rest of us get rolled. Like, I can play tennis but as we both know I'm not good and as a number 2, I'm hopeless. So despite the fact Bec was good she just couldn't carry us and we lost to even the worst teams she was so embarrassed, by presentation night I felt terrible for her.”

“Why on presentation night?”

“Cause we got last and girls are mean. They always present the wooden spoon to the losing team on stage, while that sucks I wasn't kidding about what I said that first day either. There's a tradition that the captain of the losing team gets paddled with the wooden spoon later on that night by the captain of the team that wins.”

“Oh what? That's so not a thing,”

“Oh it is, and I'm pretty sure its the most humiliated Bec's ever been in her life, the captain of Sister's College fucking opened up on her as well. Bitch was the only one to beat her all season and it came down to some pretty dicey umpiring. But yeah 10 smacks on Bec's bare ass and the poor girl was fighting back tears, she made it out of the room before bawling her eyes out and telling me she was never gonna play again.”

“It was a rough couple of months after that but she's back and more fired up than ever for this year, mostly because she doesn't feel like she has to carry everything this time around. So yeah at the moment things are good, lets keep them this way.”

You feel a little bit bad listening to Flick's story but at the same time, what even goes on here?

“Things will be different this year, if nothing else Bec will get **** on that bitch who smacked her last year.”

“I don't know if that's Bec's style but its definitely mine and I'm more than happy to step in for her there.” There's a look in her eyes for a second and then it disappears.

“Yeah, can't let something like that be forgiven.”

The conversation dies after this but the pair of your finish the workout. You look over at the other two and while Bec seems to be okay Scarlett is lying on the ground.

You cant help but smile as you approach her, dropping your voice so only she can hear. “On your back barely able to move for the second time in 12 hours and this time at the hands of another woman. Tsk tsk oh I'm going to have to punish you for this.”

“Ugh,” She looks at you unimpressed but still puffing she doesn't have the breath to argue back.

No one is all that keen to have fun in the showers this morning which is disappointing but oh well.

“Before you girls leave, no training this arvo but next week there will be a second round of playoffs for the 2 and 3 spots just so you are aware.”