I had dreams about being alone in the locker room, but this wasn't exactly what I imagined.I started with locker 1, which belonged to our quarterback,...James. He stood almost 6 feet tall, wavy blonde hair, nice defined body and a nice set of balls and a dusting of fur over his 40" chest. His cock was usually small and stayed that way even with all the girl talk. Let's see, helmet, check, pads, check, 2 practice jerseys, check, 3 game shirts, check, cup and jock, check and check cleats, check.. "We have reduced her waistline by 2 inches." Next for securing that she do not make a mess of her selves during the event. Even though we have cleaned her we must secure that no accident happens during the event." He went for another table where he took some kind of leather strap up. "First we must put this wide butt plug into her rear." As he started Sarah cried out as soon she found the gag put in place again. When the widest point of the plug, which was a little over a inch wide passed her. His cock stiffened at the site of the bench and cross he'd assembled this morning in his living room, she'd be spending a lot of the weekend bound to them, hopefully in tears or cumming for the millionth time. He asked her every Sunday when he unlocked the cuffs and collar if she wanted to do it again and she never said no. This weekend he would make it permanent. She already had a room here in his home, it would be a simple manner of moving her things here and she'd be his slave and lover full. Finally I understood. I heard her mumble something and she immediately starting blushing and looked down at the textbook on her desk, as if suddenly fascinated. Trying to shake it off, I started to continue talking. ‘As you guys may know, my name’s Mr. Birnbaum and I’m going to be your Business teacher for this semester. Now I saw a couple of you noticed my shirt, and this wasn’t really what I intended to look like for the first day. But I had an unpleasant run in with the coffee maker, so I.