the football field

A distant burst of laughter cut through the trees—deep, masculine voices carrying from the direction of the football field.

Mira’s fingers tightened in Alexia’s hair as the distant voices grew louder. "Oh, this is perfect," she whispered, her lips brushing the shell of Alexia’s ear. "You hear that, pet? An audience."

Roxy’s grin widened as she seized Alexia’s wrist, her nails biting into bare skin. "Let’s go say hello." She tugged sharply, forcing Alexia forward—one stumbling step, then another—her bare feet scraping against the gravel.

Roxy’s grip was iron as she dragged Alexia forward, the gravel biting into her bare soles with every step. The distant laughter sharpened into clarity—two boys, their voices deep and rough, making their way towards them. Alexia's heart raced as she felt herself being pulled closer to the sound.

"Look what we found, guys!" Roxy called out, her voice ringing through the trees.

The boys rounded the corner, their eyes widening in surprise at the sight of Alexia standing there, completely naked. They let out a loud whoop of excitement, their gazes raking over every inch of her exposed skin.

"Holy shit, look at those tits!" one of them named John exclaimed, his voice echoing through the trees.

Alexia's face flushed crimson as she felt their eyes on her, her body trembling with shame and humiliation. She wanted nothing more than to disappear, to crawl into a hole and hide from the world.

But Roxy and Mira had other plans for her.

"Go ahead," Roxy said, giving Alexia a push towards the boys. "Show them what a good pet you are."

Alexia's heart pounded in her chest as she felt herself being pushed forward. The boys' eyes were fixed on her, their gazes raking over her exposed skin. She could feel the heat of their stares, the hunger in their eyes.

Robert the other boy stepped forward, his hands running up and down her arms, his fingers tracing the lines of her tan. "You've got some nice tan lines there," he murmured, his voice low and rough.

Alexia shivered as she felt his hands on her skin, her heart racing in her chest.

"Go ahead," Roxy urged, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Touch her. She likes it."

John moved in closer, his hands tracing the curves of her hips. "You're so beautiful," he whispered, his breath hot against her neck. Alexia closed her eyes, trying to block out the sensations as their hands roamed over her body.

Mira stood back, watching with a smirk on her face. "See how much they love you, Alexia?" she purred. "You're such a good pet."