Date: Mon, 10 May 2010 01:32:52 -0400
From: Johnny Jones <johnny_drama123@hotmail.com>
Subject: Hockey Fetish (Installment 1)

Obviously this story isn't real. All characters in the story are 18-21. Do
not read if you are offended or not allowed. It will feature a number of
different fetishes related and not related to hockey.

Fetish included in this section:
Hockey players
Hockey uniform
Dom/Sub

Hockey Fetish

It all started with a silly bet between two rival hockey teams, the Ice
Dogs and the Spartans. Although they were tough rivals this year they were
to only meet twice and so both teams agreed on a wager that neither team
would forget about any time soon. Whoever would lose the first game would
forfeit one team member to the other team for a full 24 hours as a slave.
The winning team would choose what player they wanted as a slave from the
opposing team. What they could do to the slave was up to the winning team,
as that one player would forfeit his entire body and mind.

Both teams each year lived up to their mascot names. The Spartans were true
warriors that fought for each other, were brave, and all had bodies built
like true warriors. The Ice Dogs on the other hand were famous for being
smart, strongly built, and extremely vicious. Being a semi-pro league full
of testosterone filled young players each one of the players was built with
an athletically toned chest, rock hard abs, and thick bulging arms. What
stood out the most on each of them when they would shower naked together
were those were the bulky legs from the constant skating that led up to a
hard bubble ass.

The game was one of the top played games of the year. All players knew that
they were susceptible of becoming a slave if they did not play their
hardest and as a result the game speed was faster then playoffs and the
skills of the players brought a lot of attention from the scouts attending
the game not expecting to see a lot happen. Although the Spartans refused
to be bullied by the tough Ice Dogs through rough fighting, a barrage
intimidating insults, and illegal moves including crosschecking and
slashing while the ref was no looking, the team was just not fast enough to
keep up with the Ice Dogs skill in shooting and passing. The Ice Dogs won
the game four to three in overtime.

Remembering the bet and not wanting to become a slave, having no idea what
the Ice Dogs had planned since they were the ones to come up with the bet,
the players rushed into the change room at the end of the game and got
dressed quickly. They were playing at the Ice Dogs home arena with their
bus waiting outside to take them home. Their showering and changing wasn't
quick enough though as in a matter of minutes the team captain of The Ice
Dogs, Gary Roy, was at the front of their door with a wide grin on his face
as he looked over the team. When he entered the room the atmosphere of the
players went cold and quiet, as they all remained silent while looking at
Gary.

Gary Roy was a twenty-one year old blonde with wide blue eyes and short
buzzed hair that complimented his large ears and wide face. Being the team
captain of the Ice Dogs his body was built like a rock, his pecs perhaps
being the most well built part of his body that stuck out around his wide 8
pack abs and biceps. At the moment though he was wearing his entire white
and red hockey uniform including the helmet and skates.

With about thirty seconds of terrifying silence the team captain of The
Spartans, Brian Armstrong, finally spoke up, approaching Gary through the
crowd. At the time he was wearing no equipment or shirts and only the
bottom pads of the hockey uniform to cover himself up. Armstrong had shaggy
black hair about 5 inches long that looked untidy but he still had a look
of authoritarian about him because of his chiseled chest and broad
shoulders that made him look mean and always on a mission.

"As team captain of the Spartans I surrender myself to your team for the
day." Brian said to Gary with pleafull eyes, not knowing what
humiliation Gary and the Ice Dogs had planned for their future captive but
knowing that it may mentally break down any other player. He was generally
strong but this time he couldn't help but to look sorrow about his future
fate.

After a few seconds pause the wide grin on Gary's face turned into laughter
as he walked past Brian and more into the locker room to observe the other
players.

"As if we'd take you." Gary sarcastically yelled, sending a message
to all the players. "The deal was we could take whatever player we
choose and I am here to scout for the most submissive." After saying
that he started to walk around the room and inspect each player as they
froze in their position, the majority of them half or fully naked. In a
flash Gary saw his slave, a younger player who was avoiding eye contact as
he tried to remain hidden in the corner of the lockers. Gary looked into
this players eyes and saw fear that fed his own mind.

"I will take this one." Gary then pointed towards the younger
player. His name was Mark McBride, a recent draft on the team. Just
eighteen years old he was still getting use to moving away from home and
traveling the country with the same team, showering with them every day,
and working out with them to obtain the perfect body. Although he was very
muscular he was still skinny compared to the other team members, his chest
still hadn't fully developed and his legs were the skinniest on the
team. Mark also had long shaggy hair, trying to impersonate the team
captain he looked so highly upon. Brian was about to protest but seeing his
face Gary barked back at him before he could get a response. "We had a
deal, and I choose this one."

There was nothing Brian could say, Gary was right after all, they could
choose any player and they choose Mark. Knowing he couldn't say anything
Gary laughed as he crept up behind the boy and grabbed his firm ass between
the equipment Mark was still wearing. The other players couldn't see Gary
molest Mark.

	"Come with me, you are going to have fun tonight." And with
that Gary let go of Marks ass and went to walk out of the change room, Mark
following close behind with his head hung low having no idea the suffering
he was about to enter.

That is just the teaser. More situations about to come. If you liked where
this is going PLEASE send comments of encouragement to
johnny_drama123@hotmail.com I will not post the next section until I get a
least one email. I would like to know this is being read and liked.

Also if you have any suggestions as to what should happen to Mark or where
you would like to see the story to head also please send suggestions once
again to that email.