The team sat glumly in the locker room. Exhausted and defeated. For the first time in five years the girls had lost the game to their cross-state rivals. Even worse the guys team had won their game yesterday. The guys had won the bet.
The penalty for losing the bet was always the same: a sacrifice. It had been before any of them were in college that the last sacrifice had been sent over to the boys, but they had all heard stories. Those stories were exciting, but every girl was also nervous about it happening to them.
The girls were sitting in the center of the locker room. Some still in their uniforms, others had showered and switched to their civvies. A few were not wearing very much at all, the meeting called when they were still getting changed.
Saylor, the team captain, opened the discussion. "I just called Andreas, captain of the boys' team, and offered my congratulations on winning this year's bet. We agreed that our sacrifice will be sent over to the Gargoyle tomorrow night." The Gargoyle was the campus pub. A run-down place in the basement of the student center.
"Are there any volunteers who are willing to do it?" The captain asked. "If not we will have to draw lots."
The girls looked at each other hoping someone would volunteer.
"What about you Chloe?" One of the girls called out. Chloe had a reputation. If she saw an attractive guy, she was not afraid to grab him, and she saw a lot of attractive guys. Sometimes two or three at once. She had the experience for the job, but there were twenty-two guys on the men's team. That was a lot of even Chloe.
"I'm not sure." She stuttered nervously.
A hand shot up at the back of the room. "Maybe it should be me." Came the unexpected suggestion. The hand belonged to Piper. A rookie on the team. Smaller than most of the other girls, she was a midfielder who could put on unexpected bursts of speed to move the ball up the pitch. She had only been on the team a few weeks and was a shy girl who the others didn't know well.
"My older brother is on the other team. Connor Paulson, you may know him." Most did, he was the best player on the boys' team. "He always protects me, so if I get sent over there I don't think much will happen."
"Are you sure about that Piper? The boys have plans for the sacrifice, and even if Connor is your brother he might not be able to convince them otherwise.
"I'm sure I will have to do some things, but my brother will put a limit on it. That won't happen for you other girls."
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Piper's offer was accepted. As the rest of the team packed up she wondered what she had just done. Raising her hand had been an impulse. She always wanted to be helpful to her teammates, but she was not the sort of girl to do things like this. She studied hard and went to bed early. She had slept with two boys. Both of them boyfriends, and both of them not until the requisite third date.
Piper went alone to the hallway that had all the team photos. Dating back to the first women's soccer team in the 1950s. The sacrifice tradition had started then, but at first the girl only had to cook and clean. It slowly became more sexual until it became what it was now: a full-out gangbang.
There was no girl currently at school who had gone through the ritual. It had been too many years since they lost to the boys, but all the girls did know the name of one of the past sacrifices. Piper found her photo from her year. There she was Annie Lennox: team of 1998.
She was now Annie Hayes and married to the governor: a family values Republican. Whenever she appeared on TV, standing next to her husband in her severe blonde hair and expensive outfits everyone at the school giggled and shared the story of Gangbang Annie.
Was the story even true? Had Annie once spent a night being pounded by twenty guys in a row? Piper looked at her photo. It would have been taken only a few weeks before the event. Annie did have a daring glint in her eye. Did Piper? She didn't think so.
Part of her innocence was her brother. Connor was King of the Jocks at her high school. Every other boy was afraid of him and his jock friends, and they weren't going to risk a beating by being fresh with his little sister. More than one boy she had been interested in was scared off by her threatening brother. It was only once he had left for college that her social life had opened up.
Maybe she was doing this because she wanted to get some revenge on him. Her showing up would spoil all their plans of a night bonking some pretty co-ed. She would stop him from getting laid for once.
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When the night came, she was escorted by two of her teammates to the Gargoyle. It was the campus pub. A safe place for students to party within the school. It was a basement space with low ceilings, a bunch of couches, and a pool table in one corner.
She had been advised to not wear anything she didn't want to lose, so she had put on one of her old high school uniforms. It was a size too small and clung tightly to her body. Piper knew what was expected, and she wanted an outfit that would make the guys happy.
Piper entered the lobby of the pub and found two of the boys waiting there for her. Her teammates wished her luck and promised to be back exactly at dawn to collect her. She was going to be in the possession of the boys for eleven hours.
She quickly learned it was not going to be a night of algebra. One of the boys pulled her hands behind her, and tied a rope around her wrists. Piper complied without complaint or question. They then slipped a blindfold over her face.
Then she waited. She could hear muffled conversation from within the main room. Had they learned who the sacrifice was? Had Connor discovered it was his little sister?
She expected at any moment Connor would burst through the door, throw her over his shoulders and the two of them would flee into the night.
Or perhaps they were negotiating. Deciding some treatment of her that would be acceptable to her brother. Perhaps the team captain would claim her for his own. She would be his plaything for a night. Piper quite liked that idea. Andreas was very handsome. Maybe her brother would allow that.
Then without warning the doors opened and she was led out into the main room.
As soon as she entered the men started hollering.
"Fuck yeah! They sent us a hot one!"
"Naww. Her tits are too small."
"You have no taste dog, look at that ass. You could bounce a quarter off those cheeks."
Piper felt her face turn bright red with embarrassment as the men crudely judged her appearance. She was excited that the consensus was that she looked pretty good.
Unable to see, she tried to guess how many voices there were. At least ten. Maybe more. It was hard to tell. Was it going to happen? Was her body going to be taken by a whole team of guys? Where was her brother? Why wasn't he stopping this?