Behave

“Pass the fucking ball!!” you yell out.

“Baby, calm down. It’s only just started,” Gaeul says to you as she grabs your arm to sit you back down.

“I’ve got money, and possibly a blowjob on the line!”

Gaeul laughs at you. “I was just playing, baby. Even if they lose, I’ll give you one. It’s still a reward for planning this trip.”

You vaguely hear Gaeul, your eyes locked on the pitch. Barca hold possession of the ball, moving it from side to side. You were just in awe seeing the Camp Nou for the first time half an hour ago. Now that’s over, and you’re laser focused on the game at hand.

“Just give it to Yamal, you fucks. Let him cook!” you shout, Gaeul still tugging at your arm to sit down, but you refuse, still on your feet.

Yamal finally receives the ball, takes a touch, and cuts inside from the right into the penalty box. He fakes a shot, a defender passes by him. He looks up and then fakes another shot. He sends another defender sliding and sits the goalie down as he then takes a low, driven shot aimed at the far post and…. clank. It bounces off, rolling out for a goal kick.

“AHHHHHHH, JUST PUT IT IN THE NET!” you scream out with your hands in the air, furious at what you’ve seen.

Gaeul takes matters into her own hands. She aggressively grabs the bulge in your pants, squeezing hard. 

“Sit down,” Gaeul says in a stern, commanding voice.

“Ah, fuck,” you say. You feel pain throughout your body as your balls are crushed by her hand. You quickly sit back down as Gaeul lets go.

You put your hands on your knees as you lean back against your seat, recovering.

“Sorry, baby….. I’m getting all too worked up,” you say as you glance at her. She’s looking straight at the pitch, and her expression says you’re doing too much.

You stay quiet as you turn your attention back to the game. You know now that you’re on a tight leash if you want those glossy lips to be on you tonight. You best behave to get your reward.

Time to be a good boy.