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Hello all! This story contains heavier themes like humiliation and rape, so beware! Otherwise, I hope you enjoy it! :)

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"Sparky, you fucking moron!"

"Way to go, Sparky! I've never seen someone fuck up as much as you!"

"Fuck you, Spark!"

Someone slapped the coyote's ears hard. Another one shoved him forwards, causing him to stumble a few steps. Spark's tail was tucked between his legs, his ears pressed against the back of his head. Spark couldn't even blame his teammates for being angry at him. Even he had to admit that it was his fault his team lost the game. His vision was blurry with tears.

"How could I be so stupid? Going out to have those fucking drinks the night before the big game when I was meant to be sleeping? What in the world was I thinking?" Those were the only thoughts that filled Spark's mind as he trudged towards the locker room along with the rest of his soccer team.

"Spark!" The voice came from Ray, the soccer captain. "What the fuck was that?" He twisted the coyote around sharply as soon as the team got back to their locker room. All of the other team members surrounded the two canines, baring their fangs at Spark. The coyote closed his eyes and let out a soft whimper. Were they going to beat him up?

"Did you think we were having a dance competition, huh?" Ray shouted at Spark, making the smaller canine flinch. "Tripping over the fucking ball like some kind of drunk puppy?"

"S-sorry!" Spark yelped the only words he could think of. "I-I'll do better next time..."

"Next time?" Ray sneered. "It's my last year here, you fucking dimwit. We were supposed to win this year's cup! Instead, everytime we passed you the fucking ball, you acted like a fucking feral dog high on opoids."

A series of jeers erupted from the other teammates. Spark's muzzle burnt red with embarrassment. He didn't even dare to look up into the wolf's face, knowing his eyes would be blazing in anger.

"You know what? I'm sick of you." Ray growled. "I'm telling Coach to kick you off the team if it's the last thing I do before I graduate. You don't deserve a spot here." Spark looked up in panic and came eye-to-eye with Ray.

"D-Don't do that!" Spark cried out. He had worked my ass off to get into the school's soccer team! They couldn't just kick him out because of one bad game, right? "I'll make it up to you... I promise!" Spark added desperately. He wanted to continue playing for the team! He had a knack for the sport, just that he had made a grave mistake the previous night...

"Make it up?" Ray snorted. "How do you intend to do that? After that shitshow you pulled out there, I doubt there's anything you can do."

Spark's mind raced for anything to say, but he came up with nothing. The coyote stood there with a gaping maw, unsure of what to say or do. Once again, Spark's tail went between my legs. He stared at the ground, muzzle burning up. He couldn't help but wish that the ground would swallow him right there and then. At least he would be spared from the shame.

"Actually," Ray suddenly quipped, causing Spark's ears to perk up. Spark mustered the courage to glance up at the smirking wolf in apprehension. What did Ray want him to do?

"Everyone except for Sven and Coop, leave the room until I call you back in." Ray pointed to the burly tigers who made up two of the soccer team's attackers. "I'm going to see that this little squirt gets today's fuck-up permanently engraved in his mind." Ray tousled Spark's head fur as the rest of the team pushed past the two canines to leave the locker room. Spark looked at his teammates longingly, hoping that someone would put an end to whatever was about to come. But no one aided him. Then again, who would? Not after what Spark had pulled on the field out there.

As soon as the last of the soccer team had left the room, Ray nodded to the two tigers, who grabbed Spark's arms and pinned them against his back.

"Cap!" Spark yelled out in panic. "What's going on?" The coyote tried to break free from the grasps of Cooper and Sven, but their grips were far too strong for the lean canine to break out from.

"Ray, please." Spark looked at Ray pleadingly, struggling to get out of his predicament. "We can talk this out!"

Without saying a word, Ray walked over to the door and locked it. He turned around to face the now shivering coyote with a nasty grin on his muzzle. Spark braced himself for a punch, but instead, the wolf walked over to his locker and pulled out his bag.

"You know, I was planning on celebrating after today." Ray sighed. "But now, I'm just not in the mood." Spark's blood froze when Ray pulled out a knife from his bag. His eyes widened in horror.

"Please!" Spark shook his head vigorously. He felt his eyes going wet with tears. "We can talk about this! You can't just fucking kill me over a game!" Spark yelled. Fear tainted his voice. He struggled even harder to break free. He had to make a run for it! He couldn't stay here with this deranged wolf!

"Kill you?" Ray snorted in disbelief. "Do you take me for an idiot? As if I'd ruin my own life just for you." He rolled his eyes. Ray stepped up to Spark with his knife in his paw. The coyote could only whimper and shut his eyes for whatever was about to come.

Please. Please. Please. Please. Please!

But instead of the sharp pain that Sparks was expecting, he felt my sweaty jersey being pulled on.

What the fuck was he doing?

Spark looked down to see Ray using his knife to cut his clothes open. His razor sharp knife easily slid through the fabric, exposing the coyote's bare upper body within seconds.

"What the hell is this?" Spark blurted out, feeling more confused than scared. His jersey hung over his shoulders in tatters.

"You'll see." Ray replied with an evil glint in his eyes.

Before Spark could say anything else, Ray tugged down his pants and jocks in one swift motion. It took Spark a full second to realise that he was suddenly standing stark naked in front of three other guys.

"Stop!" Spark struggled to free his hands to cover his sheath. "T-This is outrageous!" The coyote felt heat creeping up to his muzzle. Being restrained like that while he was clothless made Spark feel extremely vulnerable. If he had a mirror, he was sure that his face would be as red as a fucking tomato.

"You know, I was hoping that you would show a little more excitement." Ray sighed in mock disappointment. "With you being gay and all. At least that's the one thing we share in common." Spark was aware that the whole team knew that Ray liked males as well, which was something he shared openly. But why did that matter?

"A-Am I supposed to enjoy this?" Spark stammered, blushing in embarrassment. His ears drooped in shame. Was this Ray's sick idea of exacting revenge on him?

"In all honesty, probably not." Ray shrugged. He walked back to his bag and pulled out a bundle of spare shoelaces - the ones that he handed out to new members if they managed to get into the team.

"Lie him down on the bench." Ray instructed, pointing to the bench in the middle of the locker room.

"Wait, what are you doing?" Spark shouted in fear. "Please, just let me go! I promise I'll play better next time!" He pleaded frantically despite knowing that his words probably meant nothing to Ray, who watched with a grin as the two tigers slammed Spark against the bench, holding his arms down to the bench's legs.

As Spark struggled in vain, Ray whistled an airy tune while he tied the coyote's paws to the bench tightly, rendering the canine unable to move them a single bit. All Spark could do was kick his legs out, which achieved nothing at all. The fucking bench wouldn't even budge since it was bolted to the ground. Spark let out a soft whimper. Being tied up like that while completely naked made him feel far too vulnerable for comfort. He couldn't even reach his paws to hide his private parts from view!

"Alright, you two can leave the room as well." Ray waved to the two tigers as soon as he tested Spark's bonds. "I'd like to handle his punishment by myself."

"No, please!" Spark called out desperately. He knew that there was no telling what Ray would do to him without anyone else around! "Cooper! Sven! You can't let him do this to me!" Spark's eyes widened as the two tigers left the room, leaving just him and the wolf alone.

"Ray, whatever you're about to do to me... I-I'll tell Coach about it!" Spark bared his fangs at the wolf for the first time ever since the game ended. He wouldn't get away with this!

"Oh yeah?" Ray smirked mockingly. "Why don't you wait till the end and say that to my muzzle again?"

Much to Spark's dismay, Ray began taking his jersey off, exposing the wolf's sculpted upper body while confirming the coyote's worst suspicions. This couldn't be happening! Spark shut his eyes, begging for everything to end. He felt like he was on the verge of having a mental breakdown. If he started bawling his eyes out, would Ray let him go?

"No. I'm not going to give in to him." Spark thought to himself. He took a deep breath. He wouldn't give Ray the satisfaction of whatever he was going to do to him.

"See this?" Ray said, drawing a small bottle filled with clear liquid from his bag. It was tiny. The first thing that Spark could think of was some kind of poison, which filled his mind with dread.

"What the fuck is that?" Spark growled, kicking out at Ray. "Let me go!" He jerked his paws against the shoelaces again, but Ray's knots were far too secure for him to break free from.

Spark could only watch helplessly as Ray grabbed the coyote's muzzle and squeezed it open, emptying the contents of the small glass bottle into his maw. Ray clenched Spark's maw shut and pinched his nose tightly, leaving the coyote unable to take in air.

"Swallow everything if you want to breathe." Ray cooed, eyes glistening in what Spark thought was sadistic glee.

Wanting to stay defiant to the end, Spark tried to hold his breath for as long as possible. But soon enough, black spots started appearing in his vision, leaving him no choice but to swallow the sweet-tasting liquid in his maw. As soon as Ray was satisfied, he let Spark's muzzle go, leaving him gasping for air.

"What did you make me drink?" Spark whimpered, trying to look at Ray in the eye.

"Give it a few minutes." Ray answered. "But for now, I think it's time you put that maw of yours to work."

Spark's ears drooped as Ray began pulling down his shorts. Spark looked up at Ray, mustering the most apologetic gaze he could. "No, Ray. Please." Spark whispered.

Acting as if he had heard nothing, Ray sauntered over to where Spark's head was and rested his sweaty balls on the coyote's face. Spark caught a whiff of Ray's musk and regretted it instantly.

"Go on then." Ray said. "If you can pleasure me well enough, I'll make sure Coach lets you stay on the team."

"Fuck. You." Spark growled through gritted teeth.

Ray sighed and pulled his balls away from Spark's muzzle, leaving him gasping for fresh air.

"I really didn't want to do this, but you're leaving me no choice." Ray shook his head and gazed at Spark in mock sympathy. Before Spark could retort him, Ray reached over to where Spark's balls were hanging and gave them a forceful squeeze.

"AHHHH! STOP! HELP!" Spark screamed out in anguish. "RAY, PLEASE! I'LL DO ANYTHING YOU WANT!" Tears welled in the coyote's eyes. It fucking hurt! All he wanted was for the pain in his aching balls to stop.

Ray continued squeezing for another few seconds, but it felt like an eternity to Spark. When the wolf finally let go of his balls, Spark was panting in agony. HIs balls were achingly painful even after being let go. Fuck this shit!

"Are you going to give me what I want now?" Ray stood over Spark, crossing his arms in annoyance. The audacity of this wolf! He was treating Spark like some kind of sex slave!

But nevertheless, Spark didn't want to go back to feeling that kind of pain on his balls. With a sob, he nodded. Once again, Ray positioned himself over Spark's muzzle. This time, Spark gave his bulge a big lick, trying to ignore the overwhelming taste of the wolf's sweat.

"Oh Sparky, you naughty puppy!" Ray suddenly let out a chortle, "I didn't know you were into this kind of thing!" What? Spark stopped licking Ray's package for a moment. He looked down to see his own red canine cock emerging from his sheath. Spark's muzzle scrunched up in horror. There was no way he was enjoying this!

"What? No!" Spark protested. "I'm not!" He blushed fervently, despite feeling more and more aroused by the second. How could this be happening?

"Really?" Ray grinned. "Because it seems like you're enjoying this far too much!"

Suddenly, it dawned upon Spark. The fucking liquid Ray had fed him! That had to be the thing causing it! Otherwise, there was no way he would be this aroused, especially in this kind of setting!

"Tell you what, if you manage to get me off with your maw, I'll let you cum. Deal?" Ray quipped.

"F-Fuck off! I'm not enjoying this!" Spark stammered, trying to keep up his defiant front. But his arousal was getting the better of him. Spark let out a soft whimper, feeling his shaft pulsing as if it were desperate for some attention. Damn that stupid drug! It was making Spark horny beyond belief. He couldn't even recall another time when he was this aroused.

"Fine, fine." Ray sighed. "I won't make you cum if you don't want it, though I doubt you'll be able to keep up your facade for much longer." He grinned. "Get back to licking, Sparky. If you don't want your balls to suffer again, that is."

Left to choose between licking Ray's balls through his sweaty jockstrap or subjecting his balls to another round of torture, Spark begin putting his maw to use again. He tried to ignore his arousal, which seemed to get stronger and stronger every second. He was certain his entire length was out by now. If his teammates came in and saw this... what would they say?

"Damn Sparky." Ray let out a deep moan. "If I had known you were this proficient with your maw, I would have done this a long time ago!" Spark couldn't help but notice that Ray's bulge was slowly getting bigger and bigger.

"Mmm..." Ray let out another moan. He rolled down his jockstrap and revealed his emerging member. As much as he was embarrassed and angry at Ray, Spark couldn't help but blush at the sight of the wolf's dick. It was a fair bit larger than his own, which seemed to fit his muscular physique.

"C'mon, Sparky." Ray encouraged in a sardonic tone, resting his red shaft on Spark's muzzle. "I know you can get my knot out." Fully aware of the fact that rejecting Ray meant a certain pain to his balls, Spark grudgingly opened his maw and took in Ray's length.

"I don't think I need to tell you, but I'll just say it anyway." Ray smiled down at Spark, which made the coyote even angrier. He wanted to slap the wolf and wipe that stupid smirk off his muzzle! "If I feel your teeth on my cock, your balls are getting fucked up so badly you won't be able to walk straight for a week, understood?"

Spark nodded slowly and carefully, to which Ray returned an approving smirk. Spark continued fitting the wolf's member into his maw. He didn't have much problem doing it. After all, he had taken dicks in his maw before. But Ray's had to be the most unpleasant out of all of them. If it weren't for that stupid drug that was making him as hard as a fucking concrete pillar, Spark knew that he would be completely flaccid. In retaliation, Spark simply let Ray's cock rest in his maw, without even attempting to stimulate him. If Ray wanted him to suck him off, he wouldn't be getting it that easily.

"Don't you have a tongue?" Ray said in irritation. "Or do I really need to teach you how to give head? Because if that's the case..." Ray sighed and gestured to Spark's hanging balls.

A wave of panic shot through the coyote. "Nuuufff!" Spark shook his head in desperation, begging Ray to not abuse his balls again.

"Then use your fucking tongue."

Holding back his disgust, Spark wrapped his tongue around Ray's member and began to stroke it within his maw. The wolf moaned in pleasure as his cock fully emerged from his sheath thanks to Spark's stimulation. Spark closed his eyes as his maw continued to work on Ray's cock like an automated machine. He could barely think straight. His own arousal was tipping him over the edge. Spark didn't want to admit it, but it was getting harder and harder with each passing second to deny the fact that he really wanted to cum.

"Hey Sparky, look up here for me! Open your eyes!" Ray said through his lustful pants. Spark opened his eyes, which widened in horror when he saw himself on the phone screen. Before he could react, Ray snapped a photo and locked his phone screen.

"Deleephhh ufff!" Spark protested. Fucking Ray! What the fuck was he going to do with that picture? Post it online? Spark's heart dropped at the thought of his parents seeing him in such a sorry state.

"What was that?" Ray asked, smirking. "I'm sorry Sparky, I really can't hear you well. You're going to have to speak up."

"Fuuuuff ouuu!" Spark glared at Ray angrily. This was going too far. As soon as he got out of his bonds, Spark swore that he was going to make Ray pay for what he was doing to him.

"Mmmm..." Ray suddenly moaned. "I'm close, Sparky. Keep up the g-good work." Ray stammered. Spark could feel the wolf's dick pulsing in his maw, signalling that he was about to let his seed flow. Spark let out a muffled protest. He didn't want Ray cumming in his mouth!

A few more seconds passed before Spark felt the first drop of wolf spunk hit his tongue. Trying his best to not choke, Spark closed his eyes and shuddered as Ray released spurt after spurt of his seed into Spark's maw. Spark felt his own dick leaking as he tried to distract himself from the salty taste of Ray's cum.

"It has to be the drug!"

Spark repeated those words again and again in his mind. But still, his fucking arousal was at an all time high, especially with the entire locker room smelling of cum and musk. For fuck's sake, why was that smell turning him on even more?

It took almost a full minute before Spark finally felt Ray's member softening. At long last, Ray pulled his dick out of Spark's maw.

"I hope that was a valuable lesson." Ray yawned. "Did you learn anything from that?"

Instead of responding, Spark spat the wolf's cum at Ray and stared at him, seething with anger. "Fuck you, Ray."

"My, my." Ray's appalled expression morphed into a grin, which made the coyote's heart pound in fear. "Still got so much fight in you, huh, Sparky? You better be grateful that I still have other plans for you then." Ray said as he knelt down and reached for Spark's leaking shaft.

"W-What are you-" Spark began before his voice was cut off by his own moan. Fucking hell, why was his dick so sensitive? Every time Ray stroked him, it felt like his dick was on the brink of climaxing!

With the constant pleasure along the coyote's shaft, Spark couldn't think of anything apart from how much he wanted to cum. He needed to cum. But Ray seemed to be taking his time, toying with his erect member idly, keeping him at the edge of blowing the biggest load of his life.

"C'mon Sparky, don't you wanna cum?" Ray taunted. "If you beg me to fuck you in the ass, maybe I'll consider it."

Spark gritted his teeth. His cock felt like it was on overdrive. He could feel his pre-cum leaking from his tip relentlessly. He really wanted to cum. But yet he didn't want to give Ray the satisfaction of it.

He wouldn't be broken.

He wouldn't be broken.

He... wouldn't be... broken.

He... wouldn't... be...

Spark let out a frustrated howl. "For fuck's sake, please let me cum!" He begged the wolf. "I can't... I can't... it's too much..."

"C'mon Sparky," Ray cooed, flicking Spark's dick, which made the coyote whimper. "Beg me to fuck you in the ass like a little bitch."

"Ray, I beg you to fuck me in the ass." Spark pleaded.

"That's not good enough." Ray shook his head. "'I beg you to fuck me in the ass like I'm a whiny little bitch.' Go on, say it."

Spark gritted his teeth and let out a soft growl. He closed his eyes and repeated, "I beg you to fuck me in the ass like I'm a whiny little bitch."

"There we go!" Ray clapped. "See, that wasn't that hard, was it?" The wolf let go of Spark's shaft and took his position at his rump. With a grunt, Ray lifted the coyote's legs onto his shoulders. Spark could barely see what was happening down there, but his muzzle heated up in shame as soon as he felt Ray's tip poking the entrance of his tail hole.

"Here I go!" Ray grinned. Spark grimaced as Ray slid his now semi-hard shaft into him, devoid of any lube except for the coyote's own saliva. However, the initial pain of Ray's entrance soon gave way to pleasure as Ray's cock nudged against Spark's prostate, sending a flurry of euphoria throughout the coyote's body.

"F-Fuck!" Spark moaned audibly. Ray continued humping him, each thrust deeper than the last. Every time Ray pushed himself in, pre-cum would emerge from Spark's tip, flowing down his length and matting his fur in his own cum. Spark knew that he should be feeling humiliated at being fucked like that, but all he could think about right then was how close he was to finally orgasming.

"Almost... there!" Ray groaned. Through his lust, Spark could feel the wolf's knot prodding his entrance.

Spark's ears drooped as Ray forced his wolf knot into him with a grunt. There was nothing more degrading than having another canine's knot stuck inside of you without your genuine consent. Still, Ray continued his thrusting. Spark couldn't help but moan as he did. The rubbing against his prostate was relentless!

Finally, Ray released his seed into Spark for the second time. The coyote felt the warm spunk flood his insides, leaving the wolf panting in exhaustion. With a groan, he popped his knot out of Spark. The coyote's ears lowered even further when he felt Ray's seed dripping from his gaping tailhole. Spark looked to his unsatisfied dick expectantly, but instead of helping him achieve his blissful release, Ray began picking his clothes off the floor and putting them back on.

"W-Wait!" Spark yelped. "What about me? I didn't get to-"

"Consider it your final punishment for today, I guess." Ray shrugged. "It's not my fault that you didn't manage to get off from my fucking. I thought I went pretty hard already."

"But-But you promised to let me cum!" Spark whimpered in vain.

"Don't go around putting words in my maw." Ray scowled. "I said I would consider it. So I guess you have my answer."

Spark moaned in frustration. He tried to raise his feet to his cock, but before he could reach it, Ray held his legs down. A wave of panic rose up within Spark when he felt Ray tying his ankles to the bench's legs with those blasted shoelaces.

"Stop!" Spark begged. "I really need to cum! I'm so fucking horny!" He felt dirty for saying that in front of someone else, but it hardly mattered to him.

"I never expected I'd hear that from you." Ray gave the coyote a playful slap on his knot that sent a wave of pleasure through him. But it was barely enough to send him over the edge. "Fine, if you follow what I tell you to do, I promise I'll let you cum, alright? This time for real."

Spark nodded vigorously. He would do anything for it.

"Good Sparky." Ray smirked. He picked up something from the ground and thrust it into the coyote's face. Spark gave the jockstrap a few quick sniffs and recognised it as his own. He looked up at Ray, confused as to what the wolf wanted him to do.

"Open wide." Ray crooned. Was the wolf really going to gag him with his own jockstrap? But if it meant that he could cum...

Reluctantly, Spark obliged and opened his maw. Ray stuffed the coyote's musky underwear into his maw. Spark could taste the saltiness of his own piss and sweat. He couldn't even spit the stupid thing out with how deep the wolf had stuffed it.

"Alright, as promised, I'll let you have your reward now." Ray smiled, rubbing Spark's head. Spark didn't even care if Ray treated him like he was some pup. All he could think about was his 'reward' as Ray had put it. Finally! Spark could almost laugh in relief. He was going to get the release he needed desperately.

"Mmmmff..." Spark moaned through the gag. His sensitive shaft emanated with pleasure as Ray's paw closed around it. Spark rested his head against the bench, waiting for Ray to bring over the edge.

"Whhaff?" Spark looked at Ray with a confused expression when he realised the wolf wasn't moving his paw along his length. Instead, Ray's paw stayed where it was around Spark's shaft, unmoving.

"C'mon, don't be lazy." Ray told Spark. "You can still hump, can't you?"

"Fuff ouu!" Spark glared at the wolf. Nevertheless, his arousal wasn't going away unless he did something. Blushing, Spark began to move his hips up and down, humping Ray's paw.

Despite how uncomfortable it was, Spark's pent up arousal quickly brought him to the edge. He had just a few more humps before he spilled his seed. "Mmmm..." Spark groaned in pleasure. He was so close. All he needed was just a little bit more...

As soon as Spark's shaft swelled, Ray loosened his grip on the coyote, taking his paw away completely. It was just enough to get Spark over the edge, but what followed was the most pathetic orgasm the coyote had in his life. A few weak spurts of cum stained his torso's yellow fur, and that was it. Spark had cummed, but he felt more unsatisfied than ever. His arousal was nowhere near gone. In fact, Spark felt that it was even worse. His dick was still pulsing, vying for the attention that Spark knew he wouldn't be able to get.

"Eeesh!" Spark begged. "Eff ee cuhhh!"

"What?" Ray smirked. That piece of shit! He was going to do that all along! "I let you cum, didn't I? Where's my thanks, Sparky?"

"Fuhh ou!" Spark swore at the wolf in anger. How had he not seen this coming?

"Right, I think it's time to let the rest of the team back in, isn't it?" Ray yawned. "I'm getting a little tired of this place." Spark's heart raced in panic as Ray stepped towards the locker room door. What the fuck? Was Ray just going to let everyone see him like this? For fuck's sake, he was tied up, gagged and naked! Not to mention his cum-stained fur and worse of all, his raging erection...

"Holy fuck, what did you do to him?" One of the soccer team members asked Ray. Spark felt his muzzle burning in humiliation.

"Ehh ee ho!" Spark struggled to speak. He tried to pass on his desperation through his gaze, but everyone seemed to be avoiding looking directly into his eyes.

"Yo, why the fuck is he hard?" Another person quizzed.

"Ay!" Spark glared at the wolf soccer captain. "Ee hih ish oo ee!" He hoped that someone would get the message. They couldn't believe that he was aroused by this kind of shit, could they?

"You wouldn't believe it if I told you." Ray shook his head and sighed with mock disapproval. "I only tied him down to give him a good scare, but the fucker started getting horny! He even asked me to fuck him!" Spark chewed down on his jockstrap in fury. That fucking piece of shit! How dare he lie about what happened!

"Seriously?" One of the teammates asked incredulously. "I mean, I know Sparky is a fag, but he never seemed like that sort of person." Spark nodded vigorously upon hearing that. Finally! Someone who could see some sense!

"Yeah!" Ray retorted. "Here, listen to this." The wolf whipped out his phone and played something. All Spark could hear was himself saying, "I beg you to fuck me in the ass like I'm a whiny little bitch."

Tears welled up in Spark's eyes. The fucker had blackmailed him! Ray turned around and looked down at Spark in a disapproving look. Spark jerked against the shoelaces holding him down, desperate to get a good punch in.

Spark looked around the room. Surely, there had to be someone who had seen through Ray's stupid lies? Instead, none of his teammates seemed to be concerned for him. A few of them even had to guts to take fucking pictures of him.

"Come on guys, let's head out for dinner." Ray announced to the team.

"What about Sparky?" Someone asked.

"We'll just leave him here for now." Ray shrugged. "I'm a little too tired to be dealing with his shit right now." With that, Ray left the locker room, followed by a line of the soccer team members. A few of them looked at Spark sympathetically, but none of them bothered to untie him.

As soon as the last person left the room, the door slammed shut. All Spark could do was to try and calm his raging arousal down and wait for help. At the very least, he could try to make things less awkward for himself by not having a solid erection when help finally arrived.

But for now, Spark just hoped that no one else would come walking through that damn door.