get dressed and meet us outside

The shock of being recorded was still fresh, and she couldn't believe that her intimate moments had been captured on camera. The humiliation was overwhelming, and she wanted nothing more than to run away and hide.

But she knew she couldn't. Sophie and her teammates were still there, their eyes filled with a combination of amusement and desire. Emma felt small and ****, her body exposed and her privacy violated.

Sophie stepped closer to her, a wicked grin on her face. "Well, what do you say, Emma? Will you do anything we want now?" she asked, her voice low and seductive.

Emma looked up at her, her eyes filled with fear and shame. She knew that she had **** but to comply with Sophie's demands. "Yes," she whispered, her voice trembling.

Sophie nodded, satisfied with her response. "Good girl," she purred, reaching out to caress Emma's cheek. "Now, why don't you get dressed and meet us outside?"

Emma nodded, still unable to speak. She grabbed her clothes from where she had left them and hurried into the dressing room.

As she dressed, she could hear the girls outside laughing and talking about the video they had just recorded. The thought of it made her stomach churn with nausea.

When she was finally dressed, she took a deep breath and walked out of the dressing room. Sophie and her teammates were waiting for her, their faces filled with anticipation. Emma felt like she was walking to her executioner.

"Well, well, well," Sophie said, stepping closer to Emma. "Looks like the little athlete is all dressed up and ready to play." She winked at Emma, and Emma could feel her cheeks burning with shame.