Tonight they’ve dragged two heavy starting blocks from the poolside into the center of the tiled locker room and bolted them to the floor, side by side, six inches apart.
The slanted platforms glint under the lights like altars built for sacrifice.
Jace rips my team hoodie off before I even clear the doorway.
My shorts and panties follow, gone in one yank.
I’m naked, shivering, p***y already swollen and leaking from the memory of last night.
They shove me forward until my shins hit the blocks.
“Up.”
I climb onto the first block on all fours, knees on the rough non-slip surface, palms gripping the edge.
The angle forces my ass high, back arched, cunt and asshole completely exposed.
Cold metal clicks around my ankles, spreader cuffs chained to the block bolts so I can’t close my leg
