Oh, this had felt so wonderful, so good as he could not help but burst inside her, that tightness that pressed in around him then. He bent down, his lips sweeping over her own. He was not concerned at that moment what others had thought or would have thought with them coming together as they ha.

Throbbing inside her Vilmer had not wished to break away from her to get cleaned up. Rather he remained embedded in her ass, flowing into it with each beat of his heart against his chest. The push of blood as it flowed, fingers sweeping against her clit still as his palm felt her wet pussy as the palm of his hand motioned up and down that slit.

His other hand grasps a breast, squeezing the melon roughly as if proving she was there. He smiled, his eyes shinning as he looked into her own.

“Oh, you feel so good, Vikky.”

Vikky laid in place, letting the boy do as he wished. The thing shoving back and forth in that hole not made for reproduction… was exciting in its own way. The overstimulated girl laid smiling, completely exhausted from her own and Vilmer’s earlier attics, feeling how Vilmer’s essence started poring into her behind, where it certainly wouldn’t usually belong. But Vikky didn’t care. He could put his semen wherever he wanted it right now, and she wouldn’t care.

The girl giggled as she felt his hand brush against her clit and another grabbed one of her breasts. Gee, he really liked her body, huh? So, she just laid there, unmoving, listening to his compliment while the cock was still pressed in her behind.

“Yeah…” Was all she could say. She felt so good, after all. She wanted to lie here forever and just feel good…

Indeed he had been please by her, though as he exploded once more there was little choice but to lay at her side as Vilmer attempt to catch his breath. He was content to lay at her side though he wondered briefly what had gotten into her it was but a brief thought for he enjoyed it far to much to question it for now.

When they had rested enough it was time for another shower, then clean up, dumping the stained sheets into the washer, making up the bed and putting away the toys he had gathered. Coach would be upset if he knew, not that he disliked Vikky but there was that old superstition with having sex the night before a game, this one a rather big one.

Unlike professional teams where there might bet a day or so brake between games and rather than a little league where games where weekly these games had been back to back by Aegir's doing in the dream.

Tomorrow was the fated rematch with the Devilfish and once again Vilmer had asked if she was going to be in attendance for it.

Eh? There was another game, against the same team, the day after? Maybe Vikky should have waited with doing any of this until, like, after the competition against the same team had ended before letting Vilmer do as he pleased (and she pleased) with her. After all, if Vilmer was all tired and stuff it would be her fault, and ruining things for a team which she was supposed to be cheering for was not exactly the best thing to tell in a resume for someone who intended to become a coach or a manager for a team like that. … Ah, well! The past could not be changed! Let us all just face the future with no worry in our hearts and smiles on our faces…!

So, OBVIOUSLY Vikky would be attending the match which her boyfriend would be in. After all, she had to make sure he had extra reasons to do his absolutely best, and what other way to do that then to let him know that his girlfriend would be watching? None! Absolutely none! Oh, maybe it would actually stress him additionally due to desiring to do well in front of Vikky, and he’d actually do better if Vikky stayed away, but… Vikky didn’t care about that! She wanted to see Vilmer doing his best on the sports-field! That was where he belonged! And the difference of a single member of the audience should not make even the slightest difference!

… And so, unless anything stopped her, Vikky would the day after be walking to her place and sit down to watch another game.

Indeed there was another game so soon. It might not have made sense, it might have been part of the dream that she was experiencing but dreams had a way of not making perfect sense. Vilmer had elude to the fact that coach would be mad though what they had done might have been counter productive to the game tonight

Nothing had hindered her in arriving at the game. She was present at the bleaches and of course Rina had been there. She and Nik had exchanged words before the game, she might have been trying to get back together with him though it didn't seem like that was going well there.

In fact it didn't bode well for there team with their pitcher so distracted the Devil Fish were able to quickly pull ahead. Nik had been yanked from the game in the third inning but the deficit for the Rattle Snakes had been too great at that point for them to come back from.

This time the Devil Rattle Snakes kept the pressure up. Fans of the Devil Fish eventually thin out. Though a few die hards remain the scores final ends with the Rattle Snakes 11, the Devil Fish 2.

Vilmer's performance didn't seem hindered at all, in fact he had seemed to do better this time around. He had seemed incapable of getting anything less than a double when he was at bat belting away at the ball.

Sooner than expected the game was over and the players filtered off to the showers, well most of them. Vilmer was still in the field though he approached the fence. He flagged her over to have a word before hitting the showers himself.

“Better?” He began with a grin on his features. If doing what he had with her last time when he lost had been any indication of what things had been like he wondered about how much better they were bound to be with a victory under his belt. Motivation? Maybe.

“I still want to tape you,” he began.

Wow. Vikky had been worried that it would be her fault if something went bad, but Vilmer seemed very determined not to disappoint. And he sure didn’t. This was a magnificent display, where Vilmer sure marked himself as an excellent contender. She was a little bit sad it went so badly for Nik, but gee, her boyfriend was doing well today. Kind of made her regret having rewarded him so extensively yesterday when he clearly deserved it more today. … Ah, well.

So, Vilmer’s team (whatever it was called) won. Vikky was on the side trying to figure out what exactly to do about this when he came over. Oh, gee, he was BRIMMING with pride. Look at that self-compassionate grin! Feeling so good about oneself and looking so smug about it should be a crime. Not that Vikky could help but grin right back at him. Of course, the first thing he mentions is that he still wants her naked body on a video-tape.

“… Gee…” Vikky began, still smiling as she momentarily covered her eyes with a hand for reasons of slight shyness. “You fully well know the answer to that and you’re just desiring to make me say it, you smug dolt.” It was meant as a teasing insult. Still smiling at him, Vikky moved away the hand and took a deep breath to answer.

“Yes, you did excellent. Truly, you even exceeded expectations. Great job, Vilmer.” Vikky looked away from him a bit, still shy about the thing with taping. Then she leaned forward to whisper that which one should not be saying in public. “I would reward you right now, but we did so much yesterday that I feel we need to take a few days break, OK? However… since you did so well… you may bright a camera next time, is that alright?” Vikky blushed extensively as she whispered those words. Then she stood upright and smiled at him again.

“… So. Two games in a row, against the same team. They won last one, you guys won this one. I don’t really understand why there was two games between the same teams in a row, but… which one is ahead of the other?” Vikky gently asked Vilmer. Vikky hadn’t really gone into depth on the workings of this, she merely made sure to attend Vilmer’s matches. But that made her wonder what.

Oh, yes, he wanted to hear it and was grinning as she relayed it, that grin deepened as she professed how thoroughly he had been rewarded the night before. In a sense she was admitting exhaustion there and that had been fine with him, he had done his part though truth be told if she came at him lime that again there was no way that he could have endured that onslaught twice in a row.

Video taping next time, he had something to look forward to. He smiled at her then granted her a kiss. “Alright, I'll look forward to that. I wasn't expecting that twice in a row but it seems that you've been a good luck charm. The next game isn't until a few days, we won't know who's next until tomorrow evening though ...”

Wilmer smiled at Vikky's question though as if the answer was obvious but he was unconcerned with why or how she forgot chalking it up to all that incredible sex that they had the night before.

“That's it for the Devil Fish … our last game of the season was against them and they just squeaked into the playoffs with their win last night. Normally there’s a week before playoffs begin but they were trying something new this year. It's a mere fluke that we played them in back to back games.

“But there gone. Single elimination rather than an extensive series that you'll find in professional games. Even though we're not, you know, I'd still like to come over tonight.” He professed to her with a nod and a look back over his shoulder. The field was virtually empty by this stage. “I'm going to get cleaned up, just stick around, OK?”

It was a few minutes, assuming she stayed, she were approached by the two American friends of Rina. Neither had looked confrontational as they moved toward her, on looked a little down though her boyfriend just lost, the other seemed nonplussed about things.

“Wilmer wants to see you, says he has a surprise for you.” One of the girls say before pointing in the direction of the locker room exit around the corner. Unless Vikky had any questions for either of them they'd walk on unconcerned with what she did with the information.

Ooooh, look at that boy, so proud and… oh, gee. Vikky would have to keep him on a leash to make sure he didn’t get too full of himself. She couldn’t give him sex as praise every time, or he’d be spoiled. Becoming spoiled due to her letting him use her body too much wouldn’t do. She’d have to make sure he truly appreciated the times when he was allowed to penetrate her body with that cock of his… Which was hard, because thinking about it now made her want to… N-no! Don’t be that kind of girl! Apparently, she needed to make sure not to spoil herself, too…!

… Oh, he kissed her. Vikky just calmly accepted it and kissed back. Hm. Then she listened to him speaking.

“Huh? They were eliminated? That feels rather strange, considering how they beat you yesterday, but…OK, then.” That felt rather sad. They had such a glorious win yesterday, worthy of cheer, and then poof. Everything gone. Against that same team. Huh… Vikky nodded to that he could come over. Then she was simply to wait until he came back, huh? Alright, then. She could do that. So she waited a while… and then… Hm? What was Lauren and Missy doing here? Ah, she guessed Missy’s boyfriend had just been playing, and Lauren was probably there because her friends were there. They were moving towards her? They want to chat? Sure. Vikky wouldn’t mind mending their potential relationship…

Huh? Vilmer wanted to see her? By the locker room exit? He entrusted these girls to tell her? Vikky was a little surprised, but she supposed they were close enough. Possibly them themselves had been waiting by that exit. Vikky gave a sympathetic smile to them knowing the team they probably cheered for just lost.

“Alright. Thank you for telling me. See you later.” With that, Vikky walked on towards the specified location with a small expectant smile on her lips. Vilmer had a surprise for her? That was some odd timing for a surprise. If anyone was to have a surprise for someone after a game, it should be her surprising the victor, not the other way around. So… What would this be…?

“Eliminated,” Vilmer repeated, “we weren't having a great game yesterday, our place in the playoffs had been locked and theirs wasn't so their season was on the line. They needed it more than us but today we actually had to take it seriously. Plus I was inspired, if failure granted me that, I was curious as to what success could net.”

Vilmer smiled at her then.

Though when he had left her and later the girl's approached they had been here for the same reasons that she had considered. One was here to cheer on her boyfriend, one of their die hard fans seeing how Missy was still here. Lauren was just here due to her friend and wanted to leave a few innings back.

As they delivered their message Vikky moved to the desired location getting a glimpse of someone entering into the locker room. Was that Rina? Ad if so was she going to head straight into the locker room of the opposing team to confront her ex, Nik?

Most people seemed to have cleared out of there by now but even so that took balls.

There was a corridor that split in two directions for the locker rooms of either team. There was a door here to it was open allowing her to see straight down the corridor to see a woman turning and dipping out of sight as she reached the T intersection and began heading towards one of the locker rooms. Definately female, looked to be Rina anyway ...

Huh? Um… Sooo… Vilmer had a surprise for her. Here… right? Gee, she should have asked for exactly where! So, now she was in the corridor which separated into two, one way for either team. That person over there… that was Rhina (Rina or Rhina?), right? She was heading towards the locker room of Nik’s team. … That was pretty bold, they could still be getting dressed in there. Though now that she thought about it, Vikky was expected to do the same thing, wasn’t she? Vilmer had a surprise for her, and that would be from his team’s locker room… Or was that just a joke to make her humiliate herself by walking in on a group of changing guys? Vikky blushed at the mere thought of such an occurrence.

Well, um… If Rhina was intending to Nik by any reason or another, Vikky was probably the last person she wanted to see right now. She was still the reason behind Rhina’s father’s death, albeit not intentionally, and also the girlfriend of a batter on the team that just eliminated the team she was probably cheering for. All these things considered, following Rhina at this moment seemed like a really, REALLY bad idea. Also, if Vilmer had a surprise waiting for her then Vikky should not keep him waiting, should she? So, um, she headed in the direction of the door to the locker room to Vilmer’s team, wondering what kind of situation she was in now.

“… Gee.”

She enteres into the locker toom. There ws the adjoining room that had the showerrs ant another corridor that lead down to the field eventually. The locker room was empty though the lights were still on, the florescant bulbs giving off a soft electrical hum.

A few steps in there didn't seem that anyone was present despite this fact though and she headed into the place thinking that Vilmer had to be here somewhere, right? He didn't come out as far as she knew though she did catch shadowy movent from behind a corner where various lovkers were and benches before them.

As she called out or rounded that corner she would soon come into view of Stefan. Either he would step into view or she would round the corner and see him as the case would be. He was dressed in a simple black T shirt and jeans.

Back in high school he and Vilmer were on the same team as she knew but Stefan had given up sports altogether. "Oh, hi Vikky. You weren't expected this soon." He grinned at her, though didn't seem displeased .

"You're looking for Vilmer right? He's not here -"

"He's fucking with Rhina (last two posts were typos on my part) bitch!" A second voice from behind her that belonged to Lucas, the cold metallic blade of the knife skimming against the side of her next. "But you need not worry about that just yet."

A hand roughly gripped her hip from behind while Stefan stepped forward, rough hands grasping her tits and squeezing.

"I guess these will do." Stefan smirked.

It had occurred to Vikky that she had been tricked in some way or another, she just wasn’t sure how yet. As such, she moved along cautiously, looking around her and feeling a slight fear akin to that of entering a haunted mansion. But… she really shouldn’t be feeling that right now. There was nobody who willed her ill. There were no evil people around here. Her last adventure with Stein was enough adventure to last a life-time. She couldn’t simply be so unlucky that she-

“Ah. Stefan. Phew.” She was somewhat relieved. Meeting someone here meant that she was no longer really in danger, right? Vikky was sure that Stefan was a nice enough guy that she didn’t need to worry about a thing. He had been hanging out with Vilmer in the past, after all. Although they didn’t do that anymore, with him quitting the sport and all, she was sure that… Eh? Expected her? … That’s when the voice of Lucas cut through her relieved atmosphere and made such a… terrible announcement. She also felt the knife. It was then that Vikky realized… just what kind of trouble she had just got into.

“… No, you’re lying.” She had to start somewhere, although fear was gripping her heart and a distressed look covered her face. “I saw Rhina barely seconds ago. She was heading towards the opposite team’s locker room. And Vilmer would never betray me…” Vikky adamantly kept her front before the claim. She felt the knife, it frightened her. It could hurt her. But strangely… she wasn’t gripped by terror of it as she might have a year ago. Had her senses hardened? It was… difficult to say.

“… KIIIHK…!?” … But that didn’t mean she wouldn’t flinch at the rough grab of Stefan’s when he took a hold of her breasts. Giving that small shout, Vikky glared down at his hands grabbing that which was beyond his rights to grab. She glared at him, anger in her eyes.

“… You are committing a crime. Continue this, and you will have to lock me away or kill me to prevent me from destroying your lives forever. Both of which will send my father and Vilmer into rage to seek out and destroy you themselves. Let go right now, and I will forgive you. Don’t do this…” Vikky silently pleaded, with anger in her eyes. She had so thought there were no more of this kind of people around her. She was so mad that she was wrong.

"You here that Luca? I guess we should let her go before there's trouble."

"Hey ..."

And that was when Stefan hit her, a slap with his hand that came at the same side that the knife was at to swat her away from the blade rather than towards.

"Rhina's already taking care of things with Vilmer. If you just saw her I suppose she was checking on our progress but you'll see all that once we're done with you." He jerked her head back as he grabbed her by the back of the head, his hand getting tangled in her locks as he balled up his other hand and belted her in the stomach holding nothing back as Lucas moved in behind her jerking her back up to her feet, an arm beneath her neck with a tight restraining grip on it until Stefan had a secure hold of her wrists before he reacted to the wire that had been entwined about his belt using it to bind her wrists behind her back before kicking at the back of a knee to force her down.

Stefan's blade scrapped against her neck again, then as Stefan gripped her breasts firmly, roughly that blade pressed against her just enough to draw a thin line of blood before moving lower though Stefan was groping her tits the knife easily sliced away the top button of her blouse before sweeping lower.

"Frankly I don't give a fuck as to what Vilmer is up to right now but you can't cause any trouble if your dead either." Stefan smirked at her. "Though if you don't want to end up that way you'll open your mouth only when there's a dick inside it. Rhina told us to make sure you had a bit of a work out for the appetizer."

She heard it in his tone. He was not being serious about letting her go. Vikky felt her eyes moisten lightly from regret at being in this sort of situation – again. If she wanted to escape she’d have to do so quickly or-

The hit to her head was faster than she had the time to react to. The flat of Stefan’s hand slapped against her skull from the side at the most damageable side of the head as she felt her head pound in pain as she was about to lose balance. Vikky stared out in confusion at where that attack had come from. Oh… they were aiming for Vilmer too. Vikky felt a need to warn him, but she was in no condition to help anyone as she was in dire need of help herself. She wasn’t allowed to lose balance as she was painfully pulled up by her hair. Before she could recover enough to try to get away a hard hit shot a flare of pain through her stomach, and it became hard to breathe for a moment. Vikky shouted out in pain before Lucas restrained her while Stefan was tying her wrists to restrain her permanently.

They… they hadn’t even hesitated. Vikky had been completely overruled. Had Stein faced these two he would have lost. Not only did these two know exactly how to dominate a person, they did it with team-work. Stein had simply been a bad man with a gun. These two… they took her with skill. If Stein had been as skilled as them… then there had been no way that self-defense method in the end would have worked. Vikky couldn’t help but concede defeat as she was kicked down to her knees with bound arms and aching body. She bit her own lip to endure the pain, shivering where she was, frightened by their efficiency.

Her breasts were gripped again, and she felt a sharp sting of pain as a slight bit of knife made a small cut in her neck, letting blood drip on the side. The stinging pain reminded her of how close she was to actually dying. Just that small movement, and… Her wide eyes stared down into the floor, asking wildly how this could be happening to her again.

And now to apologize for not detailing what Vikky was wearing today. Lesse, she was wearing a blue blouse that sat rather tightly illuminating her shapes and with a cheap white bra underneath, along with a rather short green skirt and a pair of black panties underneath. The first button of the blouse was cut, Vikky not daring to say anything. They were going to destroy her clothes. Rhina, was it? Why…? She was doing the same thing as the man that killed her father did… Appetizer, huh? Gee… Vikky cried a bit for herself taking refuge in that at least she couldn’t get pregnant as she was still on the pill…

"Good girl, your listening not that you have much of a fucking choice."

"I hate good girls, cock teasing fuckers." Stefan slapped her hard, the knife that was cutting the next button away slipped leaving a shallow cut that skims across her chest as Stefan grins. Lucas is caught off guard by the manuever but doesn't seem to care as the knife cuts away the next button as a meaty hand sweeps about her neck and squeezes cutting off the flow of oxygen.

"Fucking cry baby and we haven't even really started yet." Stefan shook his head as he grabbed the blouse either side tearing it opened so that the remainder of her buttons popped free. He yanks the blouse aside but can't remove the material due to her restraints though Lucas makes quick work of her white bra know stained red with her own blood.

He slips the blade beneath and cuts the material away so that Stefan can get at a tit, baring down on it with his teeth enough to brake the skin. The two were a well oiled machine as if knowing what the other was thinking without speaking. Maybe they had discussed this ahead of time. Maybe they planned it out.

"Vilmer and I use to be best friends. I'm sure he won't mind if I indulge myself but Luca, take over for a bit, I need a smoke."

Stefan lit up then as Lucas squeezed her breast from behind aching tight before he wrenched her up to her feet slamming her face first into a locker which made a dull thud. He let the point of the knife skim against her back as he lifted up her skirt revealing the black panties.

"Stick or ass out!" Lucas demands as he needs some place to set the skirt upon so he can get at that rump. Of course if she resisted he would have to remind her who had the knife.