It was November and it was freezing. They were at a rugby match. His team vs Bottom of the league. He’d offered her a little game to play during the match and he had baited her straight into it.

She was wrapped up. Jeans, jumper, coat and hat. This hid a corset underneath. In her ass was a plug and in her pussy was a remote control toy that was connected to his phone. They were huddled next to each other. The rules were simple;

If his team were in the lead the vibrator would be activated to a low setting for the duration

If his team were losing then the vibrator was turned up to a high setting

For every try his team scored she would be treated to an orgasm

For every try his team conceded then she would be edged

If his team won then she had to be naked for the car journey home and if it was a bonus point score then she would be giving road head all the way back

If his team lost,…well,… She knew she would get spanked and a hard bondage session would follow

The match kicked off. She held onto his leg. He was focussed on the match. She kept stealing glances at him. His face concentrated. She tried to distract him by rubbing her hand up his thigh towards the crotch of his jeans. She felt him harden underneath her hand. He looked across at her and grabbed her head and kissed her. He whispered in her ear “Play with your tits for me.” She bit her lip and he went back to watching the match. She pulled her arms inside of her coat and jumper. She pinched her nipples and closed her eyes. She enjoyed the feeling of the corset and her cold hands across her nipples.

A shrill of a whistle brought her back to concentrating on the game. His team had a penalty. Middle of the pitch, 25 metres out. She looked at the time. Only 4 mins had been played. This was gonna be a tough 80 mins if this penalty went over. She watched as the penalty was taken and sailed straight between the posts. He stood and cheered, his team 3-0 up and then looked at her as he took out his phone. She felt the vibrator get activated. The low setting turning her on immensely. She was trying to focus as the game continued.

She was rubbing his leg and his crotch over his jeans. Keeping him hard. She was curled up next to him, his smell and the vibrations in her groin driving her crazy. Then the worst efficient thing happened. A intercepted try. The opposition players celebrating as the conversion was scored putting them 7-3 up. He took out his phone and turned up the vibrator. She bit down on her coat trying to stifle her moans. He looked across at her. He could see the blush across her cheeks. Accentuated by the cold. Over the next few minutes, she wasn’t sure what was happening as she tried desperately not to cum. He was pulsing the vibrator now and she was on the edge. She leaned in close to him, asking him for permission to be allowed to cum. He shut off the vibrator and the frustration only increased. He turned the vibrator back on, as was the deal. More intense but at least there was no pulsing. 25 minutes passed. She didn’t even know what happened. Her mind consumed by trying not to cum. She heard the half time whistle blow.

People stood up and went for half time drinks. They stayed where they were. He shut off the vibrator and checked in to see how she was doing. He could tell she was incredibly horny. She offered him everything to leave the match and go and fuck her. He reached under her jumper and into her jeans. He started rubbing her clit. She leaned in closer to him, moaning into his ear. She was getting close, really close. He smiled at her as he removed his hand and she gave him a look of frustration.

The players returned to the pitch. She felt the vibrator turned back on to a high setting. As people moved around them she was focussed on holding on to him. She gripped onto his strong arm. She squeezed, feeling the hard muscle underneath. She had run her hands across his arms various times and this wasn’t helping with keeping her orgasm at bay. She imagined a time when she had taken her time biting, rubbing and tasting the skin on his arms. Biting his hard biceps as he looked on,…she remembered following the muscle across his shoulder and to his chest,….fuck, his chest. Trying to bite his chest was like biting a brick wall. It was solid,….she snapped herself out of it knowing that her mind would not let her finish the game if she carried on.

She felt him tense, the opposition were 5m out. He watched as they crashed over for a try and she felt him groan. He reached into his pocket and she felt the toy begin pulsing. She closed her eyes as she felt the orgasm create. She was trying to hold it off. He shut off the toy and she sighed, glad she had survived but then he started again, pulsing again, bringing her straight back to the edge. He did this 4 or 5 times before leaving it on a constant setting. Her whole concentration was on trying to stifle her orgasm.

She felt him cheer and looked up to realise his team has just scored. He reached into his pocket and she felt the toy begin pulsing. She was so close it didn’t matter. She whispered in his ear “please Sir, may I cum?” He smiled at her and nodded yes. She held onto his arm as the orgasm overtook her. As she was coming down she heard another cheer. His team had scored again!

He smiled at her as she reached into his pocket, the toy pulsing again, bringing her straight back to the edge. She looked up at him, and he smiled and simply nodded. She came, hard. She found this one easier to stifle the initial orgasm but the aftershocks were stronger. As she was starting to adjust, she couldn’t believe her ears as his team scored again. She looked at him, pleading eyes but she knew that was a fruitless exercise.

This time he set the toy to a low constant setting. He put his hand down the front of her jeans and toyed her clit. She got closer and closer and she bit down on his coat covered arm as she came for a third time.

She partially zoned out. The aftershocks still coursing through her. The final whistle sounding making her smile.

They stayed seated and waited for everyone to leave the stadium. As it emptied out they joined the crowds, the murmur of the three quick tries that secured victory on the lips of everyone talking as they left, her smiling as she was happy for different reasons!

They got back to his car. They got in and he turned the heating up. He looked at her and she knew what had to come next. She stripped off so she was only wearing her corset. He set her toy to a low setting and as he drove off she leaned across and undid his trousers. She put his hard cock in her mouth,……as he drove them back he enjoyed the road head. As he pulled into the driveway and put the hand brake on his head slumped back and he came in her mouth. She looked up at him and smiled. He got out of the car, picked up her clothes and carried them inside. She made a dash from the car to the door but she was too slow. He was already inside and shut the door.

She banged on the door quickly checking to see if anyone was about. He opened the door and handed her 4 leather cuffs. He told her to put them on her wrists and ankles. He stood in the doorway watching her. He told her to turn around and get on her knees. Using carabiners he attached the cuffs together behind her back. He shut the door leaving her outside. After what felt like an hour the door opened. She looked up at him to see him naked. He bent down next to her, rolled her onto her side and he picked her up and put her over his shoulder. He carried her indoors and to the bedroom. As they entered the room she saw the rope, pinwheel and her crop on the side…