She was good and soon we had a good game going. It had been some time since a woman had played me this tough. Lately most of my opponents were men and... I beat them easily.I was amazed with the graced of her movements on the court. She looked like a gazelle as she ran from one end to the other. The game was tied when our buzzer went off. We had to have time to shower and dress and return to work.We went into the empty locker room and began to remove out outfits. Sandy was even firmer then I first. She carried on for a moment then stopped. “Not had it up a woman for a while then, sailor boy?” Stu didn't respond, his eyes closed. She looked at his face, then down at his prick. “ Well let's just get a condom on”, she continued, “I know what filthy bastards you sailors are. She turned to rummage in her bag then bent to him again, rolling on the condom from her mouth. She checked the condom was in place, then began to suck him again. “ That's enough”, said Stu,. . uh... call you and... er... ask you for permission."Although you clearly were still struggling, I could tell you were relieved at hearing me reminding you of our arrangement none of us had so far ever made use of. Your relief somewhat helped clearing my qualms too. I knew it was going to be hard to resist her but also I knew you'd be the reasonable one talking some sense into me and if that didn't help, I'd still have her to kick my butt firmly enough to remember my place—in doubt, she always. He tells me not to make a sound or he’ll kill me, I try to be as quiet as possible. He moves us to my living room, I’m completely astonished by how he knows where everything is in my house. He takes us directly to my sofa and throws me down on it. I smack my head against the rougher part of the sofa causing me to make a pained noise. I feel a sharp smack across my face. He puts duct tape across my mouth, and begins to tie me up. I feel my hands tied tightly and my legs as well. Completely under.