I closed my eyes and shut out this world. For one brief, merciful moment, my mind was back home in my apartment. I was stretched out on my queen-size bed, listening to romantic music while the captain of the winning football team, naked in all his muscular glory, was kissing and tonguing my throbbing p***y. I gave a shuddering gasp, and then cried out the news of my orgasm.
My master grabbed my hair in his fist and jerked my head up.
“Lazy b***h! You almost made me a winner, but not quite. How could you do this to me?” He shook my head roughly, and then turned me toward the stable. From the corner of my eye I saw the winning girl gloating as she was released from her chariot. Her reward for winning was a day free from being “used” by her master. His reward was the choice of any six women
