“Come on baby… I really need to play with some balls…” was the message that arrived with the selfie.
I almost felt bad for her, six months ago she’d been a rising star in the women’s professional football, aka soccer, league and well now, not so much.
It wasn’t the kind of job I liked to take honestly, revenge I could understand and get behind, but this was just spite. However, it did pay well, so its not like I was going to turn it down.
Everyone knew of the rivalry between Linda and Beth, both were jockeying to be the number one pick in the draft this year, but they couldn’t have been more different in background and personality.
Linda was the success in spite of all the roadblocks story, growing up poor, getting a scholarship to a low rank school, working hard, and succeeding at becoming the number one ranked college player.
Beth was the spoiled rich bitch, old family money, a legacy admission to an ivy league school, partying and getting in trouble, yet somehow still being ranked number two behind Linda.
Their rivalry extended off the field too, their social media was filled with back and fourths, and both had loyal followings.
In the end though, Beth had the money, and connections, and when Linda had gone first in the draft, with Beth taking the number two spot, it had been too much.
A week later I’d received a call, followed by a wire transfer of the funds, and I got to work.
Getting into her circle wasn’t nearly as hard as you’d think. I had lots of connections all around the sporting world so getting recommended as a sports phycologist was easy. It only took a few sessions to really get into her head with a bit of drug therapy, visual/audio stimuli, and simple subliminal messaging.
By the third week she had, from all outward appearances, gone completely off the rails. Her social media was filled with her hookups and near pornographic images of herself.
That lead to the collapse of negotiations with the teams she was looking to sign with. Soon after, most of her entourage left as well, leaving me one of the last people still “on her side”. That accelerated her downfall and as she grew more desperate for my attention, she eagerly made more and more changes.
The biggest of the changes were her implants, but there were lots of smaller ones. The lip fillers, the hair dye, the makeup, the outright move to porn on dedicated adult social media.
She was still pretty vanilla all things considered, but that wouldn’t last for too much longer. Beth had very specific requirements for the contract.
I typed out a message back, “Do you have the plug in?” I asked.
It took a moment for th reply to come back, with the typing indicator starting and stopping several times, “Ooooo… but, like, it’s so uncomfortable!”
“Get it in your ass and do a livestream for at least an hour. If I’m satisfied I’ll let you play with my balls until there’s not a thought left in that silly little head of yours.”
It took even longer for the reply to come and this time it was another selfie, at an odd angle as she tried to hold the camera and pull her thong away from her ass. I could just make out the anal plug with the soccer ball design peaking out from beneath.
“Good girl.” I messaged back and didn’t receive a reply, but a few minutes later a notification popped up on myu phone indicating she’d started a new livestream.
I scrubbed through the livestream pretty quickly, reviewing it until I found a spot that looked interesting, then let it play.
Linda was laid back in bed, her legs parted, the butt plug clearly visible as she mauled her tits. Then, her right hand slipped between her legs and reached all the way around to the plug and started rubbing it in circles.
“Mmmm…. yeah baby, I want your cock sooo deep in my own goal… score on me baby! Score on me! I’m just a skank that doesn’t deserve to have her number one hole used.”
I smiled and scrubbed through the rest of the stream and was satisfied she’d done well.
Then I picked up my phone and messaged Beth, “Two weeks tops. You got your strap on picked out?”
The reply came back as I arrived at my car, “’bout time, I’ve had it ready to go for over a year!”
“Do you need me to setup the recording equipment, or do you have that covered?” I replied back.
“I’ve got it covered, let me know when you can send her over to my place.”
I messaged back a thumbs up and let out a little sigh.
As I said, I didn’t like this kind of job and I almost felt bad for Linda… however almost was going to be easily overcome in the next few weeks as I trained Linda’s ass to take whatever monster that Beth had planned to use on her.
I started my car and headed back home where I knew Linda would be waiting for me, butt plug in place, and an eager look to get down on her knees and suck my balls until I decided otherwise.
