Subbie Football by Matt

I logged on to sl as normal, straight to The Dominion; the place i always go and the place that has become my sl home.  It hadn't been very busy recently but there was a few in today.  I said my respectful pleasantries and took my place in the courtyard...as the bucket.  Not the most aesthetic of avatars but it has its benefits.  With no front or back you are always facing the Ladies and already being on the floor there is no need to open up the kneeling animation when you arrive.  But it has one major drawback, the Ladies like to kick you around the courtyard for amusement.  It is very funny...and after a few kicks i settled down to chatting to the Ladies and subs present.

To my delight Lady Cimmerian was present.  She has been a big help to me over the last few weeks and when she asked how I was I told her that I was great and had enjoyed a sneaky afternoon off that day.  Quite rightfully Lady Cimmerian was not amused at my laziness and told me I deserved a spanking with the leather paddle I own.  5 hard smacks on each cheek later...and 10 “Thank you Lady Cimmerian” and I had a blushing pink butt to take a picture of and show Lady Cimmerian and the other Ladies and subs present.

As I now settled down to chat with Lady Cimmerian, the picture displayed on my profile was causing amusement for those present.  Lady Nattasha had now arrived and enjoyed the colour of my butt so I was very fortunately given the opportunity to spank myself again, nice and hard, for the entertainment of Lady Nattasha who had missed the first installment.  Blushing a slightly deeper colour now, the new picture was equally amusing...as was my gasps with each strike of the paddle as I caught my breath to thank Lady Cimmerian and Lady Nattasha for each stroke.

I got the feeling that the Ladies sensed blood in the water and before I knew it the game of subbie football had been invented.  The Ladies would use the bucket as the football ... kicking me around the courtyard but with each kick I would give a nice hard spank to myself and thank the Lady who had honoured me with that kick.  Lady Cimmerian, The Dominion football team Captain was joined by Lady Nattasha and the team’s new signing Lady Joicelyne who I had the great pleasure of meeting for the first time.  Lady Cimmerian took the kickoff and the first Thwack! Thank you Lady Cimmerian was heard.

With this being the first game of the season The Ladies were a little rusty at first, lots of effort but a few runs straight past me without a kick.  Frustrating for the Ladies but had the effect of “teasing” me as I readied myself for the smack...only to be given a reprieve for a second.  Before long The Ladies were stringing together lovely passing moves which resulted in a rapid Thwack, Thwack,Thwack, Thwack as I was struggling to keep up with the game.  Lady Cimmerian sensed it was time for a change and the Ladies took halftime.  As the Ladies rehydrated (not sure if wine will catch on as the preferred half time beverage) I conducted my halftime activities...tying my balls up nice and tight with a shoelace and taking a picture for the Ladies.  20 minutes later and halftime was over...back to the second half.

The game resumed and the crowd now seemed at capacity in the stands...The Dominion team obviously keen to put the result beyond doubt set off at a frenetic pace.  Substitutes were made although I don't think the referee had a full grip of the game as when a substitute comes in someone else should take the bench...i of course respected the official’s decision and got on with the game, The Dominion team now swelling in size.  The style of play changed from time to time as the game developed...paddle on butt, hand on inner thigh, hand on butt, paddle on inner thigh...always taking me to the edge...my gasps of pain skillfully interpreted to decide when a switch in play was required.  Lady Joicelyne was determined that the team was going to win and it turns out She is the team’s free kick specialist.  The game had obviously degenerated into a physical contest and every few minutes a free kick was awarded.  A slight pause in play before i heard those words...”matt, this is going to be a hard one...I want you to make sure you spank yourself really hard!”.  each one of those took my breath away as I hit myself as hard as I possibly could.  The odd “oooohhhh that was a good one!” and a little giggle was extra encouragement to push through this difficult part of the match and was a lovely reward for my performance.

The game was not without its difficulties...a couple wayward shots ended straight up in the stands much to the amusement of the crowd...a hard slap to the inner thigh resulted in a hard slap to my balls a couple times as I showed I had very poor aim.  The gasp for breath...moans of pain...and that sick feeling in your stomach meant that a quick injury time out was taken each time before we quickly resumed play.

By now the result was beyond doubt, The Ladies had achieved a resounding victory and the post match handshakes were made.  As I retired to the changing rooms with a pair of bright red butt cheeks and a pair of equally sore inner thighs I was lucky to get the physio to apply some tiger balm to butt and thigh.  The physio was slightly haphazard with his application which resulted in a fair amount going on my balls as I tied them up again during the post game stretching!  The physio was concerned that I needed some post game treatment but was disappointed that no ice was available.  More refreshments were taken as we all moved to the Arabian nights bar and I was ordered to freeze some ice for later.

As I danced the night away with the Team Captain the hours flew by as I enjoyed the great conversation.  The thoughtful treatment from the physio was now paying dividends as I was on fire!  But very responsibly Lady Cimmerian had not forgotten my need to ice after such a hard game and a number of cubes were used in a most unorthodox way to help my recovery!

A late night after such a great game.  I woke the next day recovered but with some very nicely bruised inner thighs and one big question...was that a friendly...or the first game of a long and arduous season....

Matt