Pledge Initiation
written by:
Professor James

Pledge Initiation

Michael carried his tray into the student union and looked around for a place to sit. Thursday night it wasn't particularly crowded but off in the right corner he noticed a table with five distinctively attractive females and immediately decided his dinner view would be much improved if he settled where he could watch them. He spotted an empty table against the wall where he could sit and still keep his eyes on the attractive quintet without appearing obvious.

As he walked past the table of girls he overheard one say, "OK, tomorrow will be the final part of your initiation. After tomorrow night you will be full sisters."

He smiled to himself as he realized that the three girls she was addressing must be pledges of one of the sororities on campus. Michael himself was a student at another school some twenty miles away, but the rites of entry into the Greek organizations were universal. He wondered just what form of hazing the two sisters had in mind for the three new members.

He moved on past them and sat at a table about five feet away. The three pledges had their backs towards him, but he had a good view of the two members. As he started to eat his supper he studied the five girls. The one who had spoken and the other facing him gave the appearance of being slightly older. Well, maybe not really older, but more settled to the campus life. They were probably seniors or at least juniors, as was Michael himself. The three pledges had an air about them that seemed to shout "Freshman!". Upon examining them a little closer he upped that to sophomore, but it was still obvious they were not the same level as the two members.

All five girls were extremely good looking: slim, firm bodies with decidedly sexy builds. Again, not surprising. A lot of the sororities considered looks as well as personality in choosing new members. He'd even heard one on his campus that was supposed to have a line on the floor just inside their doorway. When a prospective pledge entered the house she had to stand on the line. If her tits didn't stick out past a certain mark on the wall, she was not even considered. Michael didn't really believe that, but the girls from that house did seem to all be pretty well endowed.

Smiling to himself he studied the women. While the two members were definitely attractive, the pledges intrigued him the most - especially one. There were two blondes and one girl with dark red hair. He had only gotten a glance at their faces as he moved to his table and sitting as he was behind them, he couldn't see their eyes. Still he had the impression that all three were definitely on the very pretty side. From what he could see of their figures all three looked nicely shaped. He wasn't sure exactly what it was about the red head, but he found himself particularly attracted to her.

As he ate and watched the girls, he realized he could easily overhear the conversation even though they weren't speaking particularly loudly. Something about the shape of the walls and ceiling here, he guessed. Anyway, the sister who had first been speaking was starting to give the pledges instructions.

"Tomorrow you are to report to the house promptly at six. Wear a blouse that buttons in the front and a short skirt. No underwear." At this he could see a slight stiffening of the three sets of shoulders and he smiled to himself. He had heard enough to know that most initiations involved embarrassing the pledges, usually combined with some physical hazing. The sister went on, "After inspection you will go to the mall and wait on the benches next to the bookstore. Three members from our brother fraternity will come up to you and you will follow all of their instructions exactly."

"Mistress Karen, how will we know them?" one of the pledges asked.

"They will be wearing jeans and black tee shirts. Besides, you don't need to know them - they will recognize you. After all you will be the only three girls sitting there with the top three buttons of your shirts open and your bare asses on the bench seats." Michael could see the back of the neck of the girl who had asked turn a bright red. The sister went on, "They will tell you where to go and what to do. You are to obey them exactly and do what they tell you. They will return you to the house by Saturday morning. When you are returned to the house, your pledging will be over and Saturday night you will be formally admitted to the sorority." She seemed to relax her attitude a little and added, "In less than two days it will all be over and you'll be full members. We all went through this, remember, and we all survived. And remember, you can call a halt at any time. All you have to do is say, 'I quit. I quit. I quit.' Repeat that three times and it's all over for you."

The three seemed to relax slightly although all three knew they would never quit this close and one finally asked, "Mistress, can you tell us anything about what to expect?"

The two older sisters glanced at each other and smiled. The second suddenly said, "We don't want to spoil the surprises, but none of you really need to sit down for the next few days, do you?"

She gave a slight laugh and the second girl added, "None of you are virgins and all of you are on the pill, so you should be all right."

Michael - and probably the three pledges - couldn't tell if the two were teasing or not.

"All right. Anna, Liz, Sandy. Any more questions, Pledges?" No one spoke. "OK, we'll see you at the house tomorrow at six. Be on time."

With that the three pledges stood and left the table. As they walked away Michael got a better look at them and decided that if anything he had underestimated them. All three were definitely hot. He watched three firm bottoms sway as the girls left the room and couldn't help but imagine those resting "bare assed" on the benches.

His attention returned to the two sisters giggling slightly. "All on the pill," one of them said, barely able to stifle a laugh.

"And they'll be expecting to be spanked even harder than at pledge meetings," the other replied, just holding her own mirth in check. Then she went on, "They should be on the benches by six thirty. I'll tell the guys to wait until seven or a little after before going to them. I can imagine that after a half hour of sitting there half undressed they will be really on edge."

"Yeah, that sounds good. The guys know what to do to keep them that way, I'll bet."

The first girl stood and the second immediately joined her. As they started to leave, Michael heard her say, "They sure do. By the time they get those three back to the house Saturday morning, I'll bet we have three of the most embarrassed pledges in our history. Not to mention what happens out front before they get to come back inside."

The second girl laughed. "Great! And of course they'll have to tell all of us about everything in great detail." She laughed again and added, "Sometimes we really can be mean bitches, can't we?" Still laughing, they left the Union.

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They left and Michael remained at his table finishing his dinner. As he ate he kept remembering the sway of those sexy bottoms as the three pledges walked out. Too bad he wasn't in the "brother fraternity." Not that he was in any frat at all. Michael lived with two other men in a house at the edge of the small town where his school was located. All three of them were juniors and had roomed together for almost two years now. Yeah, too bad the three of them weren't the brothers who were going to initiate these three hot pledges.

Suddenly a thought struck him and he froze for a second with his fork half way to his mouth. Then he shook his head and laughed to himself. No, a nice day dream, but ... Still, the more he thought about it, the more possible it seemed. The girls had no idea what the frat men looked like. He did know how the men would be dressed. Could Michael and his two house mates pull it off? Then the thought came that if he did, they might be in real trouble. Legal trouble. But as he considered this a little more he decided that if they were sure to make everything voluntary, there should be no legal problem. He would just have to be really careful how he phrased things.

Again he shook his head and laughed slightly to himself. But the idea wouldn't leave. And the more he considered it, the more possible it seemed. The girls would undoubtedly hate him when they found out, but if he kept them from knowing where they were, they were very unlikely to ever see him again. And what a fantastic stunt it would be if he could pull it off!

By the time he had finished his meal he had almost talked himself into it. He pulled out his cell and called his house. "Tom, are you and Dick going to be home tonight? OK. What about any plans for tomorrow night." He listened for a few seconds, then "Good. Look, I've got an idea for a stunt you guys won't believe. I'll be back in about a half hour and will tell you all about it then. No, no details yet. Let's just say it involves three really hot foxes." A quick laugh. Yeah, I thought you'd be interested. All right, I'll see you in about thirty minutes." Putting away the phone he left the Union, smiling to himself and again considering the possibilities.

Forty minutes later Michael and the other two were sitting in their living room. "You really think we can pull this off?" Dick asked. He brushed his blonde hair back away from his forehead as he leaned forwards. Dick was nearly six foot two and well muscled, but not to the extent that he possessed the "dumb jock" image. Actually he was a serious business student with a high GPA and an easy going personality that let him get along well with both friends and strangers.

"I don't see why not," Michael replied. I don't think any of them really noticed me - especially the three pledges. I was sitting behind them and only the two regular members were facing me and they weren't paying any attention."

"Not paying attention? What's the matter, losing your touch, are you?" Tom kidded him. While all three men were fairly good looking, Michael had a face and a build which often brought second glances from women. Then his warm and friendly personality usually held their attention. Michael, at five foot eleven was slightly shorter than Dick, but two inches taller than Tom and both of the other men were slightly envious of his good looks, but certainly not enough to interfere with their friendship.

Michael ignored the remark and went on. "Look, the three of them are expecting college guys in jeans and black tee shirts. If we act like we belong there, they are not going to question us."

"OK, but we have to be careful and not say anything threatening or untrue," Tom added. I don't mind faking them out, but I don't want to end up doing anything illegal."

"No, definitely not. If we forced them to do anything it could be very serious, but, look, guys, these girls are pledging a sorority. They will be on edge, probably expecting much worse than anything that will happen with either us or the real frat guys. I expect they will be happy to follow most any suggestions we make."

"How come you seem to know so much about sorority pledging anyway?" Dick asked.

Michael looked over at him. "I have a sister three years older than me, remember? She pledged a sorority four years ago. She told me all the things they made her do and everything they put her through. Believe me, it was pretty rough. She thinks it might have been a little worse than average, but not that different from a lot of others."

"Just what sort of stuff?" Dick asked.

Michael hesitated a second. "OK, I'll tell you a few things, but it ends here." The other two nodded. "They forced a lot of humiliation as well as some pretty rough physical hazing. They had pledge meetings every Saturday for eight weeks. The pledges spent Saturday mornings in the sorority house and they had to spend it dressed only in bras and panties. That is, when they were lucky. Each week the sisters would examine their bodies and make comments about what they needed to change. 'Lose weight. Tone those muscles. Get rid of that flabby gut.' That sort of thing. Once they made the girls strip completely and lie down on the floor and then brought in some frat guys who used markers to circle areas that 'needed improvement.' She said the marker wouldn't wash off and it was over a week before the marks disappeared. And there was also the physical side. They received demerits, of course, and each week were paddled to remove them. From what I've heard girls are much harder on other girls than men would ever be. I think they were bruised and sore most of the eight weeks. And the final initiation - Hell Night - was even harder."

The other two followed Michael's words closely. They had, of course, heard stories about pledging, so it wasn't a complete surprise.

After a minute, Michael added, "Her sorority didn't actually make them have sex or anything, but she has told me about some that make the pledges suck off guys in front of the rest of the sorority or even some where the girls are made to fuck a half dozen men, one after another."

The three talked on for a while. Finally, they agreed that they could probably get away with it. "Just remember that everything they do must be voluntary. They have to consent with no threats. OK?" Everyone nodded and they went on planning in more detail, listing things they might need to get and discussing ideas.

Saturday just before six the three pledges arrived at the sorority house. Following the standard procedure they knocked at the door and when it was answered said, "Please, Mistress, admit these lowly pledges to your honorable house."

They were allowed inside and told to go to the big common room. When they entered they saw that most of the members were present. The pledge mistress - Karen, one of the two who were with them in the Union the day before - indicated for them to stand side by side in a line facing the members. "Well, pledges, tonight will be your final test. If you survive, tomorrow you will be admitted as full members. Now we just need to see that you followed instructions. Inspection position!"

The three immediately stood straight, their feet spread about a foot and their hands behind their heads. Karen approached the line of girls carrying one of the sorority punishment paddles in her hand. This was a long wood paddle, typical of frats and sororities, but with a whole series of holes drilled through it. Each girl had felt the sting of this instrument a number of times over the past few weeks. They looked straight ahead as Karen stepped in front of the first girl. She looked the red headed girl up and down. "Pledge Sandy, your skirt could be a little shorter, but I guess it will do." Actually Sandy's skirt, like those of the other two, just barely came to mid thigh. "Are you wearing any underwear?"

"No, Mistress."

"Let's see." Karen touched the open neck of the girl's blouse, opening it slightly more so that the sides of her breasts were exposed. "Perhaps one more button, pledge." At this she unfastened one additional button, leaving even more of the girl's skin visible. "Lift your skirt. Higher, please, pledge."

Sandy turned a slightly darker shade of pink, but raised her skirt above her waist, showing she was, indeed, completely bare beneath. "Very well, you may lower it now."

Tapping her own hand with the paddle, Karen moved on the next girl in line and the whole show was repeated with only minor variations. When she had finished with the third woman, Karen moved slightly away again. "Very well, pledges. You may stand easy. It is now six fifteen. You are to be in place by the bookstore no later than six thirty five, so you had better get going. We'll see you in the morning pledges - assuming you can still function. Now get going."

"Yes, Mistress. Thank you, Mistress," the three intoned together. Then they quickly turned and started towards the door. Once outside they wasted no time in heading towards their destination. They knew better than to be late.

Inside the girls were laughing. "Karen," one of them said, "you must have scared them silly. I'll bet they would have wet their pants if they had been wearing any."

Laughing, Karen replied, "Probably no more scared than we were when we went through this. By tomorrow when they realize that nothing really bad will have happened, they will be too relieved to be even mad. I remember we were."

The three pledges hurried to make it to the appointed spot on time, arriving just at six thirty five. Glancing nervously around to make sure no one was looking directly at them, they sat down, managing to flip up their skirts so their bare buttocks went directly onto the wooden slats of the bench seat. For five minutes they sat in near silence, squirming a little and looking apprehensively at everyone coming anywhere near them.

Finally Anna said, "What do you supposed is going to happen to us tonight."

"Well," Sandy said a little sarcastically , "from what Karen said I expect we're going to have our asses really spanked and probably get fucked."

Liz, the most outgoing of the three, turned and looked at Sandy. "Oh, then maybe tonight will be fun after all."

All three gave a nervous laugh. Liz acted like she was a pretty wild woman, but they all knew it was mostly just an act. In fact, they knew quite a bit about each other. Part of the pledging had involved standing in front of the sisters and other pledges - usually standing in the inspection position and wearing only panties - and answering detailed questions about their sex lives. None were virgins although their experience was actually quite limited. Liz had slept with the most men: five. Anna the fewest: two. Each had experienced both sides of oral sex and been forced to describe her encounters in great detail. All masturbated several times a week and had had to be very explicit in describing their activities. Anna and Liz had both tried anal sex. Sandy hadn't yet, but was interested. And while both she and Liz had had sex while tied up, Liz was the only one who had had sex while others were in the room, although none had ever been involved in any group sex. Despite the embarrassment of giving all the details, the seemingly endless intimate questions had actually served to bring the three closer as they realized that their own experiences were not that different.

The three were not sure if there would really be any actual sex involved tonight. So far the only time men had been involved in their pledging had been one Saturday. All three had been made to strip completely and assume the inspection position - hands behind head, legs spread, chests out. Cloth bags were placed over their heads and then a group of men had been brought in. The men made many comments about their bodies, some rather crude and some just embarrassing. They had been felt up a little, but that was all. After the men left, the bags were removed. They were never given any idea of who the men were or if the men knew who they were.

However, for several weeks now the sisters had been teasing them about this final initiation, implying that it would be much more than anything they had already experienced. None of the three knew if they had been serious or if all the talk was just designed to get them even more on edge. If so, it had succeeded.. But then none of the three would be surprised if they really were used sexually all night. One of the sisters had even hinted that they might be treated as sex slaves tonight - tied up, spanked or strapped or even whipped a little, and used all night. The three didn't really think this likely, but weren't sure enough to rule it out.

After they had been sitting there for about ten minutes, they saw three men in jeans and black tee shirts approaching. Sandy spotted them first and nudged the other two. "Looks like here they come,."

All three looked at the approaching men. "Well, well. Looks like this might not be so bad after all," Liz commented. "All three of them look pretty good. I'll probably let them do most things to me."

Sandy thought Liz was probably "whistling past the graveyard," but she had to agree that she would probably be happy to go out with any one of them. Maybe even more than "go out." "Put out" popped into her mind and she had to suppress a nervous laugh. Then the thought struck her that she might have to do just that.

The men walked directly up to the three and stopped, looking them over closely. Aware of how little they wore, all three of the girls squirmed slightly and each unconsciously tugged her skirt down. After examining the girls for several long seconds, one of the men finally said, "I believe you three foxes are Anna, Liz and Sandy and I also believe you want to come with us and do what ever we tell you. Right?"

The three women glanced at each other and then looked back at the men, nodding their heads. "What was that?" the man asked. We couldn't hear you.

Liz glanced at the others again and then spoke for all of them. "Yes, we want to come with you and do what you tell us."

"That's better," he said., "Let's get you straight. You are ..."

"Liz," she replied.

He turned and looked at Sandy. She started to speak and had to stop and clear her throat. "Sandy."

He turned to the last girl as she replied to the unasked question, "Anna"

"Good. This is Tom," he said, pointing to the shortest of the three. He pointed to the tallest and said, "Dick. And I am ..."

Before he could finish Liz blurted out, "Harry?"

Michael suppressed a smile and forced a slight scowl to his face. "No, pledge. I am Michael, but you three may call all of us Sir. And that glib remark will cost you."

He reached into his pocket and pulled out three sheets of paper. "First just a little formality. You know how universities are about this stuff now." He handed one to each girl and they saw that it stated that they wanted to go with the men and do as instructed, that they were not being forced in any way. "Just to keep everyone happy," Michael said and handed each girl a pen. All three signed and handed the papers and pens back to him.

"Now one more thing. Are you three dressed as you were told to be?" All three girls turned slightly red and nodded. "Then show us. Hold the shirts open enough so we can see."

With great hesitation and a lot of looking around, each girl raised her hands to the unbuttoned top of her shirt. The three men were standing in a semicircle in front of them, effectively blocking the view of any one else who might glance that way. Still it felt to the women that everyone in the mall was looking at them. Finally each girl pulled back the shirt front just enough that the men got a glance of her bare nipples.

When Michael nodded his approval, the three girls once more lowered their hands, although their faces were still quite red.

"Now what about the other part?" Michael asked. "You need to convince us that you are dressed correctly in that region also."

"We can't raise our skirts in here," Anna protested. "Someone would see."

"Not following instructions already, pledge? That will cost you also. But I'll admit you may have a point." He looked down at her breast, just covered by the unbuttoned blouse. "In fact as you just showed me, you two very nice points." Anna's face flushed a bright crimson. "I'll give you an alternative. Instead of showing us, you can let us confirm that you followed instructions by a tactile check. Each of you can stand up and come to one of us who will check you out before we leave. Don't worry, in a tight bunch like this, no one will see."

No one moved for a second and then Liz suddenly stood and moved over to Dick. He moved beside her and let the other two men block any view from behind as he quickly slid a hand up under her skirt and across her bare ass. Liz sucked in her breath and Dick let a big smile cross his face. "She passes," he said.

Sandy moved now and Michael repeated the procedure, giving her bottom a couple of quick squeezes as he did so. "OK, now you, Anna." Reluctantly Anna moved over to Tom who did a quick feel of her ass. Then all six began walking through the mall and out to the parking lot.

The men led them over to a parked minivan. Dick climbed into the middle seat, pulling Liz down next to him. Tom and Anna moved to the back and Michael opened the right side passenger door and held it as Sandy climbed up into the seat, exposing most of her leg as she did so. Then he closed the door and went around to the driver's seat.

He started the car, but before they drove off he said, "One more thing. We don't want you to know where you are going, so ..." He pulled three black silk scarves folded so as to be used for blindfolds. The girls didn't really like this development but didn't say anything as they were blindfolded. The car then started to move and soon they pulled onto a more major road.

Once Sandy reached forward to tug her skirt down again, but this time Michael saw her and reached over to hold her wrist. "No, you have pretty legs. I like to look." With this he reached the edge of her skirt and pulled up upwards, baring her legs almost up to her naked pussy. "Much better. Leave it there."

After about a half hour they pulled into a gravel drive and came to a stop. With the blindfolds still left in place, each of the men helped one of the women from the car, up some steps, and in through a door. Once Liz started to ask something, but was told, "no questions yet."

Once inside the girls were led down a flight of stairs and through another door. When they stopped Michael said, "All right, pledges, you can take off the blindfolds."

The three pulled the black cloth from their eyes and looked around. They were in some kind of rec room, but, although large, it looked more like one from a house of half a century earlier rather than a frat house. Sandy finally got up the nerve to ask, "Sir, is this the frat house?"

"Michael gave a significant look to the other two men and then carefully said, "No. This is just some place for your initiation,. Would you rather go to the house and have another two dozen horny frat men help out? We've agreed to initiate you with just the three of us. If you object, say so and we can probably rearrange it so more can participate."

The girls quickly glanced at each other. "No, Sir," Sandy answered in a low voice."

"Then you agree to do just as the three of us tell you?"

All three girls nodded and answered, "Yes, Sir."

"Very well. And you remember you can stop everything by saying, 'I quit' three times." Again each girl nodded,. Michael went on, "We're not going to get you drunk or give you any drugs or anything like that. I won't promise that you'll like everything, but, hey, this is supposed to be an initiation. You can start by putting your hands behind you. Wrists to elbows."

The girls looked a little uncertain but complied. Then the three men moved behind them and quickly wrapped their lower arms with soft rope. As the men tied their arms, the girls tried half heartedly to squirm away but were held firmly. "Remember, you are to do exactly as we say," Michael reminded them.

When all three were secured they were placed in a line, side by side. One man moved directly in front of each girl, facing her,. "You all appear to be very good looking women," Michael began, "but sorority sisters must have bodies as close to perfect as possible. We just need to check that out."

With that comment he lifted his hand to Sandy's face and began to let his fingers slide over her cheeks, around her ears, and then along her neck line and across under her chin. Sandy trembled at his touch, apprehensive as to what might come next. Then his hands lightly slid down over her shoulders and along her upper arms and then back up, but made no attempt to move under her shirt. The other two men began the same actions with the other two girls.

Sandy, and the other girls, had expected that there would probably be something like this. However, they had no idea how far it would go. Were they going to be stripped? Were they expected to actually have sex with these guys? All three had these kind of thoughts running through their heads, but at the same time they were also relieved that only these three men would be involved. And, actually, these three were really pretty good looking. If they were going to be molested Sandy couldn't think of a better set of molesters.

Sandy heard Liz suddenly suck in her breath. She didn't know what had happened but just then Michael slid his hands back over her shoulders, part way down her back and then around to let his hands just lightly slide over the outsides of both of her breasts. His fingers began to make circles around the two firm mounds, pressing gently at their sides through her thin shirt. Although no one had touched her nipples, Sandy could feel them harden even more. She suddenly realized that despite all her apprehension, and, yes, a little fear, she was actually getting aroused by having some strange guy play with her tits even through her shirt.

Michael continued his explorations until finally the small circles were just barely surrounding her nipples and areolas. Then he began to slide his fingers back and forth over her nipples themselves. This resulted in them becoming even longer and harder. Sandy gave out a small moan, unable to help herself refrain from responding to this intense stimulation. Biting her lip, she glanced over at the other two women and saw that they were being subject to the same treatment and were also breathing faster.

Although her shirt was unbuttoned down to the middle of her breasts, Michael had made no move to reach inside or to open it further. Instead he continued to stroke her through the thin cloth and somehow this seemed even more arousing than if her had stripped her bare. She gasped as he caught a nipple between his thumb and finger and gave it a little pinch before rolling it back and forth. "Yes, well formed tits. Firm and responsive nipples. Definitely sorority girl quality. I expect they will taste as good as they feel." Sandy jerked her head up at Michael's comments but he just smiled and continued to play with her tits through her shirt.

Sandy was becoming very wet even though she was still scared about what was going to happen. She felt sure that her arousal could be smelled, if not by the men then by the other women. Women, after all, seemed to have a more sensitive nose, especially for sexual odors. Then she became aware that she herself was detecting a warm scent of musk from one or both of the other women. Oh, God, they were all getting turned on by these three men they had never met before. Were they just going to be aroused and then embarrassed? Or were they actually going to be fucked? She couldn't guess and realized she wasn't even sure which she would pick if she had the choice.

The men continued to check out the women's bodies above their waists, never touching bare skin, but stimulating every square centimeter between waist and neck through their shirts. All three women - and, for that matter, the three men also - were breathing rapidly. Sandy felt the heat rising to her face and was sure it wasn't all from embarrassment. Then Michael moved behind her never stopping his wandering hands. But once behind her he suddenly clasped both of her breasts firmly in his hands. "Definitely world class tits," he murmured almost to himself. His thumbs and fingers trapped the two hard nipples and as he pulled Sandy towards himself, she suddenly felt what she was sure was his cock pressing against her ass. But only for a second. He moved back from her and again let his hands begin to move around, shifting himself back in front of the girl once more.

After a good twenty minutes of this intimate touching, Michael finally pulled himself away and announced, "Well, guys, I think this one has the boobs for a sorority. What about your two?"

"No question about this one," Dick answered. "A really nice rack."

"And Anna has one of the firmest pair of tits I have ever examined," Tom added.

Sandy suddenly realized that the crude descriptions were having the opposite effect that she would have expected. She wasn't feeling offended at the men talking about her like a nice piece of meat. No, instead she found that the talk was exciting her even more.

"Then I think we should check out their qualifications in other areas," Michael said,.

"Oh, oh," Sandy thought. Now he'll be feeling my pussy. But Michael surprised her by continuing, "We do need to see if they can kiss as sexy as a sister should be able to. You pledges want to convince us, so you'd probably better put some effort into this." The other two men agreed with a few noisy comments. Then each moved up and pulled the girl against him and covered her mouth with his own.

Michael's lips were firm and warm against hers and Sandy found herself wanting to kiss back, not just to impress her initiators. After a few seconds of firm pressure Michael's tongue touched her lips and seemingly of their own volution her lips opened to welcome it into her mouth where her own tongue began to get into the action. The kiss went on for a long time until finally Michael pulled away.

He started to speak, but had to clear his throat and slow his breathing. "Sandy does seem to know how to kiss. But to be sure I think each of us should evaluate each pledge."

"Definitely!' "By all means." The other two men were also a little short of breath, but in a few seconds Sandy found Tom in front of her, bending to place his lips on her own. As the kiss began Sandy kissed back as best she could. It was definitely a good kiss, but somehow it didn't seem quite as overwhelming as Michael's had been. Still it was a long, hot, steamy kiss and Sandy felt she had probably passed Tom's scrutiny also. Then Dick shifted to her and his kiss was just as good, but still not as hot as Michael's had been. She wouldn't mind kissing him some more.

"These three can kiss as well as any sister I've known," Dick commented.

"I agree," Tom added.

"I think so, too," Michael said. "But I think I do want to check out a couple of things a little better. I'll give Sandy, here, another test. Just to confirm things." It looked like she was going to get that second kiss after all. Sandy felt her pulse pick up a little as Michael once more pulled her to him. This time she met his lips with her mouth open and their tongues immediately began to tangle. When at last they broke the kiss and pulled back slightly, their breath still mingling, Michael had to try twice to speak before he sounded normal.

"Yes, all are definitely good with their mouths at kissing. But there are other things a sister should be able to do with her mouth. On your knees, pledges."

"Well, we thought this might happen," Sandy thought to herself. Then she realized she wanted it to happen. And she wasn't alone, she was sure. Liz was already kneeling before Michael had finished speaking and Anna was only a second or so behind her. Michael steadied her as she knelt and quietly asked, "Have you ever given a blow job with you hands tied, pledge?"

Sandy didn't trust herself to speak and just shook her head. Still quietly he responded, "Just relax and enjoy it then."

Wasn't that the expression? "If rape is inevitable, relax and enjoy it." But this didn't really seem like rape. In fact, Sandy was finding herself eagerly anticipating what was coming.

She just heard Michael quietly say, "And remember a real sexy sorority sister will always swallow."

Sandy managed a smile. Actually she liked the taste and had generally swallowed. At least for the two men she had given head to before.

Michael moved closer and she suddenly leaned forwards and pressed her mouth and nose against his jeans, inhaling deeply as she did so. Michael stroked her dark red hair and then reached for his belt. In just seconds the jeans fell to the floor and he quickly pulled down his briefs to follow them.

Sandy stared at his cock from only a couple of inches. It wasn't huge. She guessed about six inches or a little more. But it was rock hard. The circumcised head, like a purple helmet, flared out from the shaft. For several seconds she just looked at his tool. She leaned forwards slightly and inhaled deeply of his scent and then placed a quick kiss on the end. Then with no hesitation, she opened her mouth and her tongue moved out to lick the shaft like an ice cream cone. She circled the ridge behind the head and licked over the surface. This continued for at least two minutes, licking with both feathery and firm touches, her tongue exploring, teasing. Then she opened her mouth wide and took him inside, clamping her lips just behind the head, and then slowly sliding down the shaft. Her tongue swirled around and around and her lips covered all of the surface as the rod moved deeply inside her open mouth. Her mouth pulled back but her lips held firm against the receding shaft while her tongue flicked against the small opening at the top.

Michael closed his eyes and gave himself over to the incredible sensation. He didn't know, but he had the feeling that this girl wasn't really experienced at this, but she did seem to know just how to do it. If she really didn't have any more experience than he thought, she was a real natural at it.

For several minutes she continued her incredible stimulation until at last he could hold back no more and proceeded to spurt into her sucking mouth. She doubled her sucking and did swallow almost all he gave her.

When Sandy had first touched his cock with her tongue she was surprised by the intense wave of desire that suddenly flooded through her. She had enjoyed oral sex before, but this was something different. As she touched the hard, hot flesh she felt a nearly overwhelming urge to plunge down as fast and deeply as possible. Maybe it was all the stimulation of having her upper body played with so intensely or maybe it was having her hands bound behind her or perhaps it was just the whole unreal situation she was experiencing. What ever it was, she felt herself wanting this more that she would have ever imagined. As she started to work his hot shaft, the desire, if anything, intensified. This drove her to really work at what she was doing and when Michael finally came in her mouth, the first taste of his sperm seemed to trigger a mini orgasm within her. She sucked hard, drinking down his juices, as she felt the hard contractions of her own sex. When at last she rocked back on her heels and looked up at him she realized she was still aroused and definitely horny. The way she felt right now, she would welcome rape.

Sandy looked around at the others. Liz was still kneeling, come dripping from one corner of her mouth, and a wide smile on her face. Anna seemed to be having to work at it a little harder and while she still looked aroused, Sandy didn't think she was as turned on as was Sandy herself.

In a few more seconds Sandy saw Tom stiffen and Anna begin to quickly suck at his organ. A moan escaped Tom's lips as he began to relax and Anna slackened her pace, finally pulling back from his cock. Then she leaned forwards once again and slowly and deliberately licked his cock several times, cleaning it. A shudder went through Tom and Anna smiled and returned to kneeling upright.

After a couple of minutes the men seemed to pull themselves together. They stood and pulled their jeans back up as Michael looked around and said, "Well done, pledges." The men untied the girls' hands and then Michael said, " I think you should just rest a few minutes while I talk with the brothers." He nodded to Tom and Dick to follow him and left the room, closing the door behind him.

The girls looked at each other. Liz broke the silence and said, "Well, guys, that wasn't too bad, was it?" This was followed by a roll of her eyes and an exaggerated expression and pantomime of licking a cock.

The other two gave a laugh. Then Anna said, "I didn't know if we should expect any sex or not, but I'll admit with these guys I wouldn't mine if there's a little more. Even some real sex."

Sandy added, "There might be more, but there also might be some paddling or something, although I agree with Anna. I wouldn't mine if my ass gets a little sore if they keep on making me this hot. If the other two are half as good as Michael, I wouldn't mind if we each get laid by all three."

Liz gave a dreamy smile. "Maybe we can make that happen even if the guys aren't planning it. I agree. These three are hot."

"Yeah," Sandy agreed, "but we'd better remember that they are here to initiate us. I doubt if it will all just be fun games for us. Even if there's more sex I'll bet there will be some less pleasant things, too. I mean so far they've felt up our tits and had us blow them. I'd guess they'll get us naked before too much longer. Not that I'm sure I'd mind that as long as it just stays here in this room - where ever this is."

Liz spoke up. "Of course there's going to be more. Look over there on the table behind that chair." The three turned where she was pointing and saw a collection of paddles, straps, a small riding crops and a multitailed flogger. Liz went on, "I think we're in for some sore bottoms but at least I don't think they are going to take us anywhere to embarrass us. That was probably what I was most afraid of for tonight. Particularly when we started off in the mall half naked. Remember how Brenda hinted that we might be sex slaves tonight? I didn't take that too seriously before, but now I think that might be what we're in for."

"Just what do you think they'll do to us?" Anna asked.

"I don't know," Liz replied. I'll admit I've played at being a sex slave a couple of times before. You both must remember that from our 'true confessions' sessions at the house. Standing there almost naked telling everyone how I'd been tied up and had my ass lashed. As I seem to remember you've tried it once or twice, too, Sandy."

Sandy looked embarrassed as she remembered having to describe her activities to the sisters and other pledges, but nodded in answer to Liz.

Liz looked over at Anna. "You haven't done quite as much, but you've been spanked a couple of times, right?"

Anna nodded, also looking embarrassed.

"OK," Liz continued. "I'm guessing these guys want to play with us. I expect we'll probably be stripped and bound and spanked enough that we won't forget it. But I don't think they are really sadistic. Just good, clean fun, as they say. Really, I don't think they'll go too far, but I do expect to be used as a sex toy tonight." Then she gave a wide smile. "And, you know, I don't think I'll really mind at all."

The other two laughed and seemed to relax a little.

Sandy then said, "I guess I can go along with that. Are we agreed, then, that we'll go along with them as long as they don't do anything to really hurt us?" Then she quickly added, "And I'm also not sure about if they try to take us out in public anywhere."

The other two agreed and just then the door opened and the three men reentered.

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When they had left the room, Michael led the other two down the hall into another small room. "Well, guys, still think we can't bring this off?"

"Obviously not," replied Dick, "but I'm still amazed it's gone as easily as it has. I would have expected a little more resistance before they went down on us."

"It has been pretty easy," Michael agreed, "but, remember, these three have already been worked up. They didn't know what to expect at all tonight and probably imagined things would be much, much worse than anything they see now. There's just the three of us, not a whole frat of drunken men. We don't have them out in public anywhere. We haven't hurt them or really embarrassed them - well, OK, back at the mall when we checked out their lack of underwear we did. But in general we've actually treated them pretty well. Sure, we felt them up, but we didn't strip them right off and I'll bet they were expecting us to. They also responded very nicely to all that play with their tits. I think we actually got them pretty hot by NOT reaching inside their shirts yet. What do you guys think? Will they go along with the rest of the stuff we talked about?"

Tom spoke first. "I think they just might if we don't do something to really spook them. I know Anna was getting pretty turned on even though she was trying not to show it. I think the other two were pretty excited, too." Dick and Michael both nodded.

"I agree," Dick added. "Let's proceed as planned. Just watch out not to come at them too fast. After al, we are total strangers to them and I'll bet none of them has ever given a blow job to a man they have met less than an hour earlier.

Michael immediately spoke. "Well, pledges, so far you have done well. Your sisters will be proud. Now, however, there is the matter of the discipline for your infractions. I believe you, Liz, made that 'Tom, Dick and Harry' remark." Liz looked down just managing to hide a smile. "And I seem to remember that Anna objected to our first request which was to let us inspect to see if you followed your dress instructions." Anna looked slightly embarrassed at that event. "So let's get all three of you over by the table."

"But I haven't done anything," Sandy blurted out.

"You have now. Questioning an instruction."

Sandy knew it was hopeless to object further and joined the others in moving beside a large oval table. They were positioned with Anna and Liz at either end and Sandy on one side, all facing the table. Tom brought over three small cushions which he placed on the table edge in front of each girl. "OK, bend over the table," he instructed.

The three girls bent forwards until their chests were flattened. All realized this placed their bottoms in a perfect position and expected they were about to receive a paddling. "Now reach out and hold hands," Tom instructed. "Do not let go. If any of you let go of each other's hands all three will receive extra punishment."

The girls each reached for the hand of the girls next to her and Sandy had the sudden irreverent thought that this must look like a really strange parody of a seance. The men moved so one was behind each girl and suddenly all three skirts were raised and laid along the women's backs. Sharply drawn breaths indicated the awareness that they were now totally bare and exposed, but no one made any comment or tried to move. After all, they had expected something like this.

Michael held a typical pledge paddle - hardwood, four inches wide by eighteen long - where all three could see it. "We'll begin with five from this." A rush of air was immediately followed by the loud splat of wood on female flesh and a small cry from Sandy.

During their pledge period the women had often been present while the others received punishment strokes. Each pledge meeting had involved 'removing demerits' with strokes of the sorority punishment paddles on panties or even bare skin and each pledge had to watch as her sisters received their strokes. At least these paddles were smooth instead of the punishment paddles which were covered with drilled holes.

Four more measured strokes sounded, each accompanied by a small cry from Sandy. When the fifth had landed, the paddle was passed to Tom and Anna's squeals replaced Sandy's. Then it was Liz's turn and five more hard strokes landed. But if the girls thought it was over they rapidly learned otherwise. Michael held a second paddle above the table where all could see. "Now five from this. "This" was a paddled drilled with holes like the sorority punishment paddle. However, instead of the long, narrow shape of that device, this paddle was about ten inches long and a good seven inches wide.

The first stroke to Sandy's already sensitive bottom brought a small scream. For the next four she could not keep quiet, but was able to hold in any screams and just produce small cries. Ten more strokes brought similar results from the other two pledges.

Still the men were not finished. This time Michael held a new device for them to see. All three girls had their eyes locked to the four inch wide leather Michael held out for their inspection. A tawse. Ten inches of heavy leather attached to a ten inch wood handle. The last three inches of the leather were split into two separate pieces, giving, in effect, two "tails" to strike the tender flesh.

This time when the first stroke landed, a definite scream broke forth. As well as for each of the remaining four. But despite the pain Sandy was feeling, none of the three let go of each other. Anna and Liz also screamed at each stroke but again all three kept their hands tightly clasped.

After the last stroke had been applied to the red surface of Liz's ass, Michael said, "Very well handled, pledges. Now just remain where you are for a little longer."

"There better not be any more," Sandy thought to herself. She could feel the other two trembling, probably in the same fear as she herself. She wasn't sure she could take any more strokes right now, but she was determined to make it through whatever was coming.

But what was coming suddenly surprised her, as well as the other two. A man was behind each pledge and suddenly, instead of additional spanks, each woman felt a tongue begin to lath her sore ass. The cool wetness immediately brought a little relief to the throbbing flesh. As the dampness continued to be spread all around the hot skin, it began to do something else also. Sandy felt herself begin to get wet once again. Michael's tongue and lips were exciting her and as they moved around her bottom, her arousal increased. Then, so suddenly there must have been some kind of signal, all three tongues moved to press firmly and damply against swollen feminine lips and drag backwards along the soaking slits of three very excited women and on up the cleft between their cheeks and then, pressing firmly still, right across three stretched and open assholes.

The three men then pulled back and then Michael instructed the women to stand up.

"I think these pledges handled that so well we should spend some time comforting them, don't you, guys?" Michael said. The other two readily agreed and soon the three women found themselves seated on the men's laps in three large chairs. For the next half hour they were gently fondled and stroked. There was a lot of kissing and the girls were just as eager participants as the men. At first Sandy found it a little uncomfortable to be sitting with her bare bottom on Michael's legs, even though his jeans were still between them. But as they continued to neck and pet she rapidly forgot about that and became more and more aroused.

All six were becoming very excited and finally Dick said, "I think there is something else sorority girls are supposed to be very good at. I think we should check that out also." As he said this he gave Liz's breast a good squeeze and ran his hand firmly over the hard nipple. Her shirt gave so little interference that to Liz it might as well have not been there.

All three women knew exactly what Dick had meant and were now so excited that they welcomed what was coming. The only thing which surprised them was that the men made no attempt to undress them. Instead each man unfastened his belt and soon pulled his jeans down below his knees. Then turning the girl to face him, helped her to kneel with her knees on either side of his legs. The short skirts rode up and it was easy for three hard cocks to slip into the three throughly soaked women.

For the next ten minutes or so, the room was filled with the sounds of sex and cries of the six excited young people. As one by one the three couples reached climaxes, the sounds subsided and the pairs snuggled closely with each other, remaining coupled for as long as they could.

For many long minutes the three couples remained as they were. Then reluctantly Michael straightened up. "Hey, guys, I think we need to have a short talk." The other two men looked over at him and he nodded his head towards the door. They began to untangle themselves and as he stood, Michael said, "Don't worry, pledges. We'll be right back. There are still a number of things we intend to do to you." Then he and the other two slipped out of the room once more.

Once out in the hall the three moved to the other room. Dick started. "I don't think I really believed that would happen. And not only did it happen, but Liz, at least, seemed just as willing as I was."

"Very true," Tom agreed. Anna is one hot piece."

"I certainly have no complaint about Sandy," Michael said. "The question is just how much further do we want to try and take this. I would like to see those three naked. I just don't want to do anything that would make them try to stop everything."

"I agree," Dick responded. I would love to go another round or two with Liz. Tom nodded his agreement with this.

"OK, how about this?" Michael said. "Supposed we get them to strip. Then we can spend the rest of the night playing with them or just cuddling or whatever. We might give them another spanking if the opportunity arises - that did seem to make the three of them pretty hot. Unless they suddenly change, I expect we'll all get laid at least another time."

"Sounds good to me," Dick said. 'We won't try to push them too much further, but let's keep them warmed up. Also, if we're planning of being up all night, I, for one, would like something to eat. Suppose we call out for some pizza?"

"Good idea," Michael said. "I'll go ahead and order, what, three large?" The other two nodded. He looked at the time. "It's about ten thirty-five now. I'll tell them to deliver about eleven thirty. That way we can play with girls now and keep them excited."

He started towards the phone across the room when he heard Tom call, "Hey, I've got an idea. Suppose when we go back in there we ..." He explained his pan and the other two thought it a great idea. Michael went on to call while Tom and Dick found the things they would need.

As soon as the men left the room, Liz said, "I can't believe we just fucked three guys we've known less than four hours!"

"I know," Sandy added. "Not to mention that now all three of us, not just Liz, have had sex in the same room with others."

"What surprises me a little," Liz said, "is that they haven't traded us around any except for those kisses. I would have expected frat guys to try and see how many of us they could nail. They also haven't gotten us naked."

"Well, the night isn't over yet," Anna put in. "They still might and they still might tradeoff between us. Although I'll certainly be happy enough to stick with Tom."

"You don't know what you're missing," Liz said. "But I'll be just as happy to keep Dick. What about you, Sandy?"

"Admittedly Michael is only my third guy, but I'm sure not ready to drop him yet."

"Listen to us," Liz interjected. "We sound just like we have been out on ordinary dates. I'll admit this initiation is nothing like I had been expecting - or fearing. Sure the spanking hurt more than any of the pledge meeting punishments, but it also really turned me on. For that matter I'm still turned on." The other two murmured their agreement.

The door suddenly opened and the three men entered. Tom was carrying a boombox. Michael said, "All right pledges. We thought of something else. A sorority girl should be able to look really nice wearing anything, or..." He hesitated for a second and then went on, "Or nothing. We think you three look pretty good in what you're wearing, but we need to check out the rest. Come here Liz."

All three women had tensed a little when Michael made his speech. They had just mentioned the possibility that they might still have to undress, but the sudden reality filled them with apprehension.

Michael led Liz over to a sturdy coffee table. "Stand up there," he instructed. When she was standing on the table he added, "Now let's see you give a little performance and show us what you look like under all those concealing clothes." Liz seemed almost frozen. Michael was a little afraid he had moved too fast and that she might bolt at his instructions. But it was too late to change now.

He stepped back and Tom pushed a button on the boombox. Immediately the rhythmic, intense beat of stripper music filled the room. Liz almost successfully stifled a laugh. All the tension and apprehension seemed to vanish. Liz began to move with the beat of the music. Quickly she progressed, adding a few bumps and grinds, turning her back to the men and wiggling her ass. She turned to face them again and then she began to tease, opening her shirt a little more each time, drawing back the thin material, offering a quick glance of her firm breasts with the promise of much more to come. She continued to flash the men and finally turned her back on the men, unbuttoned her shirt completely, and let it slide slowly over her shoulders and onto the floor.

The men quickly picked up the spirit of the game and began calling encouragement - "Take it all off, baby!" The other two pledges seemed to find it just as amusing and added their own ribald comments, whistles, and cheers.

After the shirt fell to the floor Liz continued to dance, finally turning to face the group again, her bare breasts standing out firmly from her chest. She inched her short skirt up until her pussy was almost exposed. She turned and bent over to look at the men from between her spread legs. With her back turned she wiggled her bottom, raising the skirt inch by inch. At last she released the skirt, letting it fall to the floor, leaving her completely naked. She continued to dance, bending over to give particularly sexy views of herself.

Finally the music ended and amid loud applause Dick pulled her over to sit on his lap. He pulled her down and as her bottom met his legs Liz also met the large bulge in his crotch. She realized she was soaked and instead of puling back she wiggled her ass against him. Dick pulled her back into his arms and let his hands stroke her breasts as Tom stood Anna up and pointed her towards the coffee table. "Your turn, Beautiful," he instructed.

After Liz's performance and the men's response Anna was excited and ready. Tom restarted the music and she immediately began to move with the music. For a couple of minutes she largely imitated Liz's performance, teasing and flashing the men to their loud encouragement and the equally loud encouragement of the other two pledges. When her shirt hit the floor she stroked her breasts a couple of times, wanting to do something new and different from Liz. Suddenly an idea came to her. Anna had long hair - thick, blonde hair that hung almost to her waist. Now she gathered her golden mane and used it the way a real stripper might use feathers or a fan, to conceal and still flash her assets. She would let the honey bush cover her left tit while she turned her body to conceal the other. Then she slowly slid the hair up and away until her nipple was almost revealed and then she turned the other way. For several minutes she went along this way, teasing and finally removing her skirt. Still she would bend and let the thick fan of hair conceal her pussy. Finally as the music neared the end, she slid her hands up, catching her hair as she passed and raising it above her head. She held it there, not blocking any view, while she twisted and arched, showing off her naked body.

When the music had ended, Anna went back to Tom, slipping onto his lap. Almost immediately she moved her hands inside his shirt and began to unbutton it as she had seen Liz was already doing with Dick. She slid the flat of her hand over Tom's chest as Michael moved Sandy to the table and started the music once again.

Sandy was as ready now as either of the other two. If anything, her dance was more enthusiastic than either of the others. Once her shirt was gone she searched for something unique to do. She couldn't duplicate Anna even is she had wanted. Sandy's hair was a beautiful auburn color but it hung only a little below her shoulders. Then she suddenly spotted the blindfolds the pledges had worn on their way over here - wherever "here" was. She snatched up the black silk rectangle and began to use it as a prop, hiding her breasts one at a time as she moved to the music.

Soon her skirt followed the shirt and she used the long, black rectangle to conceal her pussy. She pulled it between her legs and moved it behind her ass like she was drying herself with a towel. She kept this and similar things up until the music ended and then moved to Michael's lap with no prompting and went to work on his clothes.

In just a couple of minutes all three of the men were as naked as the women and each couple was engaged in hot, steamy petting. For nearly ten minutes these activities continued until suddenly a door chime rang. The women, startled, sat up but before they could do anything else Dick said, "I'll get that." He stood Liz on her feet as he rose himself. "I'll be right back. Tom, you want to hold mine for a second?" Not waiting for an answer he picked Liz up and deposited her on Tom's legs next to an equally naked Anna. He then picked up a robe and wrapped it around himself before leaving the room.

The women were looking around, a little uncertain, afraid more people were going to join them. Realization seemed to come to all of them at the same time that this was an initiation, not just a gathering of close friends. Then Michael spoke. "Don't worry, pledges. That's just some pizza. We thought that if we were going to keep you up all night - 'initiating' you - that we probably all could use something to eat. The women relaxed a little, leaning back against the men. During their pledging, the girls had been together partially or totally naked several times. However, they had never been physically touching as Anna and Liz now were. But neither girl, surprisingly, seemed to mind or even to really notice.

Michael rose letting Sandy slip onto his seat. Then he said, "I think just one thing before we eat." He picked up some soft rope and said, "OK, pledges, hands behind you, wrist to elbow."

The girls slowly responded and he and Tom quickly bound their forearms, leaving them helpless. Just then Dick entered with three pizzas which he quickly set on a counter. Then he ducked back out but returned in less than a minute with napkins, paper plates, and soft drinks. As he placed everything on the counter he said to the pledges, "Don't worry. We won't let you starve." He then shed his robe once more and, naked like everyone else, settled into a large stuffed chair and pulled Liz down onto his lap again. The other two men did the same with Sandy and Anna.

For the next half hour, the men fed the girls and themselves. There was also a lot of feeling and necking. All three cocks were at least partly hard and all three of the women were soaked. When they had eaten, Tom suddenly stood Anna up and rose himself. "I think I'm going to go do a little one on one initiating with this pledge," he said,. Then he picked up Anna up, her arms still bound behind her, and carried her out of the room.

Anna was surprised when Tom scooped her up, but didn't object. All three of the girls had moved beyond worrying about the initiation and were now just aroused and, if truth be told, extremely horny. The two left the room and in a few seconds a door was heard to close. For the next half hour sounds of sexual excitement from down the hall could be heard even in the room where the others were still playing.

When Tom carried a very worn Anna back into the big room, Dick immediately stood and led Liz out. Anna guessed they would be going to the bed room she and Tom had just vacated and her guess was confirmed in a couple of minutes when Liz's cries and moans began to sound from down the hall.

During all of this Sandy had been becoming more and more aroused. Michael, of course, had continued to play with her and the sounds coming from down the hall added to her excitement.

When Dick brought Liz back, Sandy was desperately anticipating her own trip down the hall. The instant Dick and Liz reentered the room, she began to squirm in eagerness. Michael sensed her excitement and made her wait, continuing to sit and play with her for another five minutes before finally picking her up and carrying her from the room.

He moved a few steps along the hall and pushed open the door. Sandy could smell the scent of sex throughout the room the instant they entered. A large bed dominated the room, the satin sheets covering it already rumpled and even damp in spots. Surprisingly, this did nothing to lessen Sandy's excitement. She knew that in only seconds she would be on the same sheets her sister pledges had already marked with their own arousal, but she wanted it, too!

Michael laid her in the center of the big bed. Then he did surprise her by picking up some pieces of soft rope which he used to bind her wrists and ankles to the bed, spreading her wide open, exposing her dripping sex. He then moved a pillow under her hips, raising her there to leave her obscenely displayed. Being exposed and displayed in such a fashion actually excited Sandy even more. By now she was lost to the rest of the world, aware only of her own sexual arousal. Her entire world consisted of the hot and wet sensations of her own body and of the hot, hard body before her. She wanted only to be impaled on that rigid cock, to be pounded hard and deeply, and she expected Michael to do just that any second now.

But then Michael did something she was not expecting. He moved to kneel on the bed between her widely separated legs and then suddenly plunged forwards to bury his face against her hot and open sex, his tongue beginning to flick and tease her most sensitive spots. Michael spent the next twenty minutes licking, sucking, and teasing Sandy with his lips and tongue. He would lightly trace lines all around her swollen and open sex, run it along her no longer hidden creases, plunge it deeply into her soaked pussy. He repeatedly flicked her clit back and forth, the light feathery touches making her strain against her bonds as she moaned and begged him to fuck her. His tongue traced paths from behind her anus, across this sensitive pucker, and on up to her open pussy. Sometimes the broad, flat surface would drag firmly up the center, ending its journey by pressing hard against her clit. Other times it would move lightly around the outside of her openings, teasing the hard bud at the top, but never touching that sensitive organ directly, no matter how much Sandy begged.

Michael continued this wonderful torture through four separate orgasms, not stopping even when Sandy was moaning and straining at their peak. Then finally on one trip he let his tongue continue to move up her body until he lathed first one and then the other hard nipple, ending its trip with the hard bud on her left side caught tightly in his lips and he shifted and pushed his cock into her in a long, slow stroke which left him as deeply as possible inside the stretched girl.

As he entered her, Sandy screamed and began to come again and kept coming as Michael began to pound her in hard, deep strokes, becoming faster as he went on until he finally exploded in his own climax and his cries joined Sandy's.

They lay together, nearly exhausted, for several minutes, Michael's weight pressing Sandy more deeply into the bed, placing more pressure on her arched and stretched pussy. Then he slowly withdrew and moved to untie her. He helped her up and she threw her arms around his neck, kissing him hard. When they broke the kiss he scooped her up and carried her back into the room where the others were still cuddled naked, playing and teasing and completely enjoying each other.

The six of them remained together, nude, casually playing, occasionally napping for a few minutes, for the next couple of hours. A clock somewhere else in the house chimed and struck four and Michael straightened a little. "I think we should tell these pledges about their final test, don't you guys?" Nods and murmurs of agreement came from the other two men. "We'll speak to each of you alone, pledges."

With this he stood and took Sandy by the hand and started towards the door as Tom stood and followed suit with Anna. Dick straightened and turned Liz to face him. Out in the hall the two men led the girls in different directions and into two rooms, Sandy into the room she and Michael had vacated a couple of hours earlier and Tom and Anna into another.

Inside Michael turned to face Sandy. "We have one more test planned for you. All three of you pledges have lovely asses and we plan to give them another workout." Sandy made a small groan as she anticipated another spanking. Michael continued, "You will receive one more pledge spanking and I can promise your ass will be sore afterwards. But then we plan on taking you anally." Sandy sucked in her breath but before she could say anything Michael went on. "Now listen carefully. If this seems like too much to you, tell me. I can fuck your pussy instead and none of the others need know. They won't be able to see."

For a second Sandy was silent. Then she asked, "Are the other two getting this option, too?"

Almost reluctantly Michael nodded his head. "Yes. We don't want to really hurt you three too much, either physically or otherwise. Just tell me what you want."

Sandy started to say something and then hesitated. A second time she began to speak even though she was still mixed up about what she wanted. She was afraid to try anal sex. She expected she could take the spanking, even if it was harder than the last one. And she had loved the normal sex they had had this night. But the idea of a hard cock up her ass was a little frightening. It was also a little exciting. She knew the other two had had anal before and Liz, at least, had said she really liked it. Anna hadn't been as explicit, but hadn't indicated it was too bad or anything. Then suddenly she knew what she did want and said, "No, go ahead and take me like that. Only, please, Mich... Please, sir, take it a little easy. I've never done this before and I'm not sure how I'll handle it." She was silent for a couple of seconds. "I'm not sure what will happen, but I want to try." She stretched up and kissed him quickly. "Please, sir, fuck my ass."

Michael smiled at her. "All right, pledge. Let's go back and join the others." He gave her bottom a slight slap and led her back to the room where the other four were now gathered.

Liz and Anna looked a little scared, as did Sandy herself. None of them was actually looking forwards to another spanking, but knew they could take that. And while Anna and Liz were not afraid of anal completely, they both knew that how it felt depended on how the man proceeded.

The men nodded at each other and then moved three of the stuffed chairs into a line spacing them two and a half or three feet apart. Sandy was moved over facing the chair on the right from behind. Anna was to her left and Liz was at the other end. The men knelt and began to bind their ankles to the chair legs, spreading their legs and opening them up. Then each girl was bent forwards over the low chair backs and her wrists were bound to the chair legs in front, leaving each one stretched tightly and with her ass arched up invitingly.

Michael moved around in front where the women could see if they raised their heads. He held up a paddle, about the size of the standard pledge paddle, but made of thick, flexible leather. "We'll begin by warming you up with this." He held up the instrument and flexed it back and forth. "Then," he continued, "a dozen strokes with this." He now displayed a whip. Cat of nine tails, Sandy thought. It wasn't a real cat but rather the floger she had seen earlier. Leather strands two feet long topped a sixteen inch wood handle. The tails were at least soft and flexible and the whip looked more like it was designed for mild pain instead of serious, damaging punishment. Still, there was little doubt a whipping with this would hurt more than anything they had received so far. But he wasn't finished. "And finally," he added, "five strokes with this." Displayed in his right hand was a crop, flexible, leather covered handle two feet long with a wide leather loop at the end. As the girls stared at this device, fear and apprehension clear on their faces, he added, "This will hurt and probably leave welts, but it will not do serious harm. No skin will be broken. We have no intention of leaving any permanent marks on your lovely bodies."

Then he moved behind Sandy and began to deliver strokes to her fully available bottom with the leather paddle. He began softly but increased the strength as he progressed. Soon the strokes were stinging and her skin was turning pink and warming up. Before he stopped, the color of her skin had changed to red and Sandy was gasping at each stroke.

He finally stopped and handed the paddle to Tom who began to apply it to Anna's well displayed bottom. Michael meanwhile took the cat and moved back slightly. Sandy heard the swish of air an instant before the tails landed, bringing a sharp cry. She steadied herself to accept the remaining eleven strokes and managed to hold her cries to small gasps and moans for all but three of the strokes which brought two sharp cries and one scream.

When the last stroke had landed Michael passed the whip to Tom and he began to apply it to Anna as Dick was using the paddle on Liz. Michael moved his hand back and forth over Sandy's stretched ass a couple of times, feeling the heat. Then he took the crop and moved beside her. He leaned over and whispered in her ear. "You can take it. Just five. Ready?" Sandy nodded and steeled herself. She heard the swish of air as the crop descended but was not really ready for the hot line of pain which appeared horizontally across the top of her ass. A scream escaped her mouth even as the second stroke descended, landing parallel to the first and a little lower, bringing a second scream. Each of the next two, each a little farther down her stretched bottom, also brought a similar scream. Michael hesitated for a few seconds before the last stroke. This one, when it came, made a diagonal stripe, crossing the other four.

Sandy's scream died although tears continued from her eyes as Michael gently rubbed her hot bottom. Anna's first scream came as Michael began to gently touch Sandy's tight pucker, gently stroking the sensitive flesh. He quickly added some lube to the ends of his fingers and as the strokes continued to land on the other two pledges, he began to probe her rear opening, sliding his finger tip inside, twisting and spreading the slick substance. He lubed her well, both inside and out, and by the time the fifth stroke had been delivered to Anna and the first to Liz, Sandy was beginning to relax slightly. The touch to her sensitive anus actually felt good. When Michael's finger penetrated her bottom, she experienced a feeling much like when his cock had slid into her pussy. Much like, but not the same. In many ways this was an entirely new sensation. Sure, she had been touched there before. One boy had actually penetrated her ass about an inch with his finger as he fucked her. (Or, more accurately, as she fucked him, as she was astride at the time.) But that had been nothing like this. Michael's finger penetrated much deeper, touching her in places she had never been touched before.

A second finger joined the first and Sandy's anus began to relax and, not only accept, but also to enjoy, the intruder. The hot skin of her ass still hurt, but these new sensations helped distract her from that. The sounds of the whippings had stopped now and been replaced by moans and other sounds of sexual excitement. The fingers finally pulled out of Sandy's ass, but almost immediately she felt a new pressure against her anus. This was larger, more rounded than the fingers had been and she immediately recognized it as the head of Michael's cock, also covered with slick lubricant.

Michael pressed forwards firmly, but not enough to hurt. Still, slowly the hard shaft opened her more and more and she began to feel the large rod begin to slip inside. Michael continued without haste and without realizing it, Sandy took his entire length up her rectum. Then he froze, holding himself buried inside her, his course hair pressing against the sensitive, hot skin of her whipped bottom.

He moved out slowly and only a little ways before pressing just as slowly back inside. Several times he repeated these short, slow journeys. On one of the slow slides inwards Sandy said, hardly louder than a whisper, but enough for Michael to hear, "Yessssssss. Do it."

He smiled and this time pulled out a little more before sliding back inside a little more quickly. Before much longer he was fucking her in long, deep, but still slow, strokes and Sandy was reacting very favorably, squeezing him with her tight muscles, trying to arch her bottom to get him even deeper. He leaned forwards and let his hand move around her thigh until her could place a finger over her clit. As he fucked her ass he began to tease her hard nub. Suddenly Anna cried out in an obvious climax and this seemed to push Sandy. It also had an effect on Michael and he stroked harder three more times and then pushed himself as deep as possible, holding Sandy's hips tightly as he sent spurt after spurt inside her hot and tight bottom. She moaned and joined her sister pledge in orgasm. Both were followed in the next minute or so by Liz.

As Sandy began to return to normal, Michael let himself relax and slide from her incredibly tight tunnel. He leaned over and kissed her neck before standing. In another minute the men released the three pledges, helping them to stand.

For the next quarter hour the girls lay nearly exhausted in the laps of the men until Michael said, "You pledges have been outstanding and we will be sure to give a good report of how you have conducted yourselves. However, much as I would like to keep you longer, I believe it is time to return you. You may clean up a little in the bathroom over there and then get dressed while the three of us go get ready to take you back."

The men then stood and left the room. The girls looked at each other and finally Liz said, "Well, this wasn't quite the initiation I had expected."

"No," Anna agreed, "definitely not."

Sandy added, "It might have been more than I was expecting, but not as bad as I feared." The other two murmured their agreement. "Well, we'd better see if we can clean up a little, even if I'm afraid a shower will have to wait."

In a few minutes the men returned, now dressed again, and found the three pledges wearing the skirts and shirts in which they had arrived. "I'm afraid you'll need the blindfolds again," Michael said as he passed the black silk to the other two men and they proceeded to tie the swaths around each girl's eyes. They then led them back out and into the van.

"Where are you taking us?" Liz asked. "I mean, the mall is closed and, anyway, I don't think we want to walk back to the house by ourselves at this time of morning. Can you drop us off at the house on Baker?"

"Well...." Michael hesitated a second. "You have a point, but we're not supposed to take you up to the house. You're supposed to walk up to it by yourselves."

"Then what about taking us to the corner of Crandon? That's only a block from the house and it would be safe for us to walk from there."

"I think we can do that," Michael replied.

When the van pulled up and stopped, the girls were allowed to remove the blindfolds and they saw they were on the side street only forty yards from the corner. It was just becoming light outside and walking from there would be no problem. Dick and Tom escorted Liz and Anna from the van and moved with them over to the corner. As Michael started to open his door, Sandy placed her hand on his arm. "Just a second. I want to say something."

A couple of minutes later Michael and Sandy joined the others on the sidewalk. Michael cleared his throat. "I think I speak for all of us in saying it was truly a pleasure initiating you. I'm even sure we wouldn't mind doing it again."

This was met by quick laughs. "All right," he continued, "you can report back now. We'll be sure to give a good account of your behavior." The men each gave the women a quick kiss and then piled back into the van and immediately drove off.

"Well fellow pledges," Liz started, "I guess we had better see if the worthy sisters are ready to accept us as they promised." They started walking back towards the sorority house.

After a few seconds Anna commented, "You know, this was not at all what I expected. Do you think they were supposed to do everything the way they did?"

"I don't know," Liz answered. "You're right, it wasn't at all what I expected. I mean I expected some spanking and maybe at least some nudity to embarrass us, and I will admit I thought maybe there would be actual sex. But they didn't treat us as mean as I would have thought. No putting us down or making fun of us, even if the punishments were a lot harder than I would have thought. I'm not sure what to think."

Sandy didn't really say anything, but just murmured some agreement. Then Liz added, "Overall, I think I actually enjoyed it, even the spankings."

"They did hurt," Anna said, "but I have to admit they turned me on quite a bit."

Sandy finally spoke up. "Most everything they did turned me on. And both of you, I think. I lost count of how many times I came and you two must have been right up there with me."

"True," Liz agreed and Anna nodded her head as well. "But I will say that my ass is definitely sore and I expect I'll feel those stripes from the crop for a couple of days still." Again both of the others murmured agreement.

They arrived at the house and stopped at the front door. Liz looked around at the other two for a second and then raised her hand to knock firmly. They door was opened almost at once despite the early hour and before Liz could say anything the three were quickly moved inside the foyer and the door closed.

Liz started to speak, but before she could say anything, Karen, their pledge mistress, almost exploded. "Where have you three been and why weren't you at the mall where you were told to be?"

Liz stopped what she was about to say and then replied, "We were at the mall, mistress, and we have been with the three frat brothers who came to initiate us."

"That's not what they have told us. They came at seven fifteen and you were nowhere around."

"But, mistress, the three came for us a half hour earlier. They were dressed as you described, knew our names, and told us they were to initiate us. They took us to a house somewhere and ..."

Karen interrupted her. "If that's what happened, I don't know who these men were. They were not the frat brothers who were supposed to meet you."

"But they knew our names and what we were there for. They knew how we were dressed and even knew about saying 'I quit' three times to stop things."

The dozen sorority sisters gathered around them looked at each other, obviously wondering what had gone on. Karen seemed to cool down slightly. "All right, pledges, come into the common room and tell us just what happened."

Everyone moved into the big common room. The sisters all sat down while the three pledges stood together in their midst. Karen said, "OK. Now tell us exactly what happened."

Liz began, "As I said, they knew us and what we were doing there. First they made us prove we were dressed correctly."

"How?" Karen asked.

"We had to open our shirts and show them and then let them feel up under our skirts."

Karen looked around at the other sisters, a perplexed look on her face. "Go on."

"Well, then they took us out to their van, put blindfolds on us, and we rode for about twenty or thirty minutes. When we stopped they took us inside some house and downstairs to a big rec room where they took off the blindfolds."

Liz went on to describe in detail all that had been done to them, with the other two pledges sometimes supplying more details or adding something she forgot. The looks on the sorority sisters' faces became more and more incredulous as the story progressed.

When Liz finally finished by describing how they were let off to walk back, everyone fell silent for a good thirty seconds. Karen looked around. At last she said, "The frat men told us that you weren't there. We've been alternately worried sick about you and very angry that you may have disobeyed and tried to skip out on your initiation. If what you've described is what happened there should be some evidence." She glanced around at the other sisters and then looked back at the pledges. "Strip."

The pledges immediately removed their clothing, not that much was involved as they were only wearing the shirts and short skirts. When they wee naked they automatically assumed the inspection position, hands behind heads, legs spread, chests out. Karen and the other members stared at the clear marks the crop had left across each pair of rounded buttocks. One of the sisters murmured, "A four bar gate." Several of the sisters gave her a questioning look, but otherwise no one did or said anything.

After a long inspection, one member finally spoke, "Karen, those are real marks and I can smell sex on them, can't you?"

Karen finally nodded. "We believe you. I have no idea who those men were or how they knew anything about you or why you would be there. What was supposed to happen was that the three real frat members were supposed to let you wait until after seven and then come get you. They were going to take you around a couple of places where they had other brothers in place and make you flash them. Then they were to take you back to the frat house and keep you on edge most of the night, making you think that the whole frat was going to gang bang you. But nothing would have happened. Finally they were going to bring you back here to the house and give you a spanking out on the front lawn. That was all. No real sex and nothing as harsh as what happened."

The pledges had a surprised look on their faces, especially Liz and Anna. Karen finally said, "Look, I'm sorry about what happened. Do you want to call the police?"

Sandy spoke up. "We agreed to everything that happened. They were very careful not to force anything on us. They even had us sign a release saying we wanted to go with them and do what they told us." The other two pledges nodded agreement.

Then she added, "It's over now and we have no idea who these guys are. Let's let it go." She looked around at the other two pledges and saw them nod agreement.

Slowly Karen said, "If that's the way you want it. Now I think we should let you go clean up and get some sleep. You can use the guest room upstairs." Then she added, "I think we can say that you have been sufficiently initiated." She glanced around at the other members. "You want to be rested for tonight ... Sisters."

There were smiles, some cheers, and congratulations from everyone at once. Then the three new members headed upstairs. They took quick showers and then went into the large guest room. As they entered, Liz said, "Looks like we got a lot more than they planned for us."

"True," Anna said, "but I have to admit I did enjoy it a lot more than I would have liked what they did have planned for us."

Sandy and Liz nodded. "Somehow I sort of wish we knew who they were. I might actually like to see them again."

Sandy smiled, "I would, too. Who knows - maybe they'll give us a call one day."

The three of them laughed, but Sandy was laughing for a slight different reason. She was thinking what had happened when she had asked Michael to wait a little in the van after the others had gotten out.

When she had asked, he dropped his hand from the door handle and turned to face her. She began, "First, I'd like to say that this initiation was not at all what we expected for our Hell Night. But I, and I believe the other two, don't regret a second of it. Secondly, I don't know who you are but I'm willing to bet that you are not the frat brothers sent to get us and probably not in a frat at all."

Michael froze for a second. "What makes you think something like that?" he asked.

Sandy smiled at him. "Well, several things. You never once mentioned the name of your frat or of our house. I don't even think you knew where our house is located until we told you where to drop us off. There were a couple of other things you didn't seem to know either. But the biggest thing was that you didn't behave like frat men would to pledges on their Hell Night. I won't say you didn't hurt us - the spankings definitely hurt. But not in any viscous way. They were more to stimulate us, I think. You didn't run us down. Most telling, you never made any attempt to humiliate us. Sure, you did things that embarrassed us, but embarrassment is not the same as humiliation."

Michael quickly replied, "Maybe we were just being a little nicer." He started to say something else when Sandy interrupted him.

"No, don't say anything. I really believe you haven't actually lied to us at all. Don't start now." Michael closed his mouth and she went on. "I said I didn't regret a bit of tonight. I don't think the other two have guessed about you yet, and, well, they will probably be a bit mad when they do. But give us a few days and I expect they will feel the same as I do about everything." She then reached over and placed a folded piece of paper in his hand. Quickly she leaned forwards and gave him a quick kiss and then opened her door and got out.

Now as she remembered this she smiled to herself again. He had her phone number. She had expected to need a few days to talk the other two pledges - no, the other two sisters - into it, and had told him to wait a week. Now she was sure that by then all three would be happy to hear from the men. She was even already looking forward to being tied to the bed again while Michael did things to drive her nearly out of her mind.

Smiling to herself, Sandy climbed into bed and as the three of them settled down, she said, "Good night, sisters. I think tomorrow will be the first of some very good days."