Sorority Sex Slave
Part Three
We went out into the hallway and down towards the stairs, Emma leading the way.
"Just remember, you're the lowest of the low. Bow your head and
sound respectful whenever anyone talks to you. And for God's sake
don't talk back, some of them will try to provoke you just so they
can switch or cane your ass for impertinence!"
I nodded and the two of us went downstairs into the main lounge.
We halted near a large chest and she pointed towards the far end of
the room where two women were sitting together. One was bald, the
other a sleek looking blonde with her hair pulled straight back.
"See them? That's Ginny Rhodes and Dog."
"Dog?"
"They're into this heavy Dominance, Submissive thing and Dog is
her slave. Ginny shaved all her hair off and keeps her as bald a
cue ball. They're into that whole whips and chains thing. See the
ring in Dog's nose? She's got them through her nipples too and her labia."
"Gross." I had to swallow before saying that since I felt my belly fluttering with arousal.
"That girl there in the blue sweater is Sissy, she was the one in charge last night. She's head sister."
I looked at a surprisingly short, thin woman with short brown
hair and wide green eyes. She didn't look all that strong willed,
but had sure seemed so last night.
"Come on, we'll go and see the pool."
We went down the hall and around a corner, then stopped as two girls saw us and stepped in front.
"Good Morning, Sisters," Emma said, her head bowed.
"Well, well, isn't this the slut who had such fun on Hopon John last night?" One of them sneered.
"Yes, Sister," I said.
"You must be a real fucking nympho to blow your brains out on a
rubber cock," she laughed. I blushed in embarrassment.
"The Capa Phi Fraternity brothers are looking for a girl for a
gang bang. Maybe we should volunteer you. Amber, isn't that your name?"
"Yes, Sister," I said.
"That's a name for a real weak little pussy, isn't it."
"I don't know, Sister," I said.
"It's a little girl's name. Are you a little girl, Amber?"
"No, Sister."
"Look up at me, pledge." I looked up and saw a fierce eyed
blonde woman with loose shoulder length hair. She wore a jacket and
pants outfit with flat heels. I thought she was quite beautiful.
"You're a pretty thing, aren't you, Amber? Open your mouth and
stick out your tongue." I did as she ordered and the two of them looked at it.
"That looks like a nice little tongue, Amber. I bet I could find
some nice places for you to put it," she said.
"Or has your roommate here already found some place to put it?" the other girl sneered.
"No, Sister," I said.
"You sure have nice little nipples, Amber. They're poking right through the shift. Are you excited?"
"No, Sister," I lied.
"Slut."
"Lying slut," the other smiled. "We should take you upstairs and
tie you down. We'd show you what to do with that little pink tongue then."
"What about you, slut? Don't you think we're beautiful?" the other girl asked Emma.
"Yes, Sister," she replied.
"How come your nipples aren't as hard as Amber's?"
"I don't know, Sister?"
"Well make them hard, pledge. Pinch them until they stick out."
Emma swallowed, then her hands moved to her small cone shaped
breasts and began to pinch and twist her nipples through the thin
shift. After a half minute she pulled her hands away and the others examined her work.
"They'll do, nice and pointy even if they are small," the blonde said.
"I bet we could make them harder. Want us to make them harder, pledge?"
"Not right now, Sister," Emma said. The two laughed and the
blonde slid her hand through my long thick hair, looking lustfully down at my full breasts.
"Later then," she said, as the two moved down the hall.
"That was Stephanie and Kay. Kay's the blonde. They're on the track team."
"Are they all as... as aggressive as them?" I asked.
"It's hard to tell whether they're aggressive or just trying to
bug you. Just remember, aside from punishments with the cane or
switch, or whatever, none of them are actually allowed to touch you
without your permission. They can't make you touch them either. So
if some slut tells you to suck her pussy just say no."
"I will."
"But remember, just say no, Sister, not fuck you or drop dead or
kiss my ass. You have to be polite no matter what they say or you'll be punished."
We got to the pool. It was surprisingly large for an indoor pool
in a house, though of course, the house was pretty big too. There
were about eight girls sitting or lying around the pool and three
actually in it. All were naked. I should have realized they would
be. Emma grinned as she saw my expression.
"Nudity is the norm here and in the sauna," she said. "Naturally."
"Naturally," I echoed.
"Hey, it's the only places where we're not wearing less than everyone else."
"I suppose you're right."
"Hey! Pledges!" We turned as a large woman glared at us from poolside.
"No clothes in the pool area," she said.
"We were just looking, Sister," Emma said.
"I didn't ask you what you were doing, pledge," the woman snapped.
"Take off your shift," Emma whispered to me, pulling her own
over her head and off. I felt a bit nervous but did the same. After
all, at least everyone else here was naked.
"Want a swim?" Emma asked.
"We didn't bring any towels."
"They have some here over on the shelves there. See?"
"Hey!" We turned as the large woman stomped over to us. Emma bowed her head and I did the same.
"You, blonde slut. What's your name?"
"Amber, Sister," I said.
"Why aren't you wearing your medallion?"
"Huh?" Emma looked at me and I saw she wore the medallion they'd
given us during the ceremony around her neck.
"I, uh, didn't know I was supposed to, Sister," I said.
"You weren't supposed to leave your room without knowing all the rules. Who's your mentor?"
"Uh, Sister Carol?" I said.
"You. Pledge. Go and get Sister Carol," the woman said to Emma.
"Yes, Sister," Emma said, retreating and putting her shift back on.
"Stand straight, pledge!" the woman snarled. "Head up, shoulders back, chest out."
"You're the slut who came all over Plastic man last night,
aren't you?" she snarled, her face an inch from mine.
"Yes, Sister," I admitted, reddening again.
"You're a filthy little cock swallower! I don't know why the hell we ever let you in here!"
Emma returned with a pleasant faced woman in a pair of worn
levis and sweatshirt. The woman had loose, shoulder length brown
hair and a round face. She came up to us, smiling.
"What is it, Mary?"
"This slut belongs to you, doesn't she?"
"Yes, Mary."
"Well, she isn't wearing her medallion. That calls for public punishment."
"Not on her first day. I'll take care of it."
"You're too soft on these sluts, Carol. I don't know why they ever made you a mentor."
"Put your shift on, Amber and come with me," Carol said.
"Yes, Sister. I mean, yes, Mistress." I said, donning the shift and following her out of the room.
She led me down the hall, then up a back stairwell and down the
hall to a door near the corner of the house. We went in and she
closed the door behind me and ushered me over to a bed.
"Sit down, honey," she said.
"Yes, Mistress," I said, sitting stiffly on the edge of the bed.
She pulled a chair out from a desk and sat across from me, smiling
faintly. This room was smaller than mine, but it held only a single
bed, plus desk and dresser, and other odds and ends.
"We get private rooms after first years," she said, as I looked around.
"Now. Amber," she said. "You should read up on the rules here or
you're going to get into constant trouble."
"I will, Mistress."
"I know you haven't had as much, well, the ceremony last night
took a lot out of you, more than the other girls. No, don't blush.
If you weren't a sexual person we never would have accepted you
here. We're all sexual people, Amber, including me. And whatever
turns you on is all right by my lights."
"Yes, Mistress," I said.
"This is a really fun place, especially if you're highly sexed.
If you've got a high sex drive and you live in the dorm, what can
you do but jerk off a lot and try and find some guy to poke you?
Here, you know there's always a willing partner not far away, even
if its just for the evening or the hour. No fear of diseases or bad
reputations or pregnancy either. I can tell you, we don't jerk off
much here. We don't have to." She smiled again. I liked her.
"Now," she said, looking serious. "You've already broken one of
the most important pledge rules, which is to always wear the emblem
of a pledge to this house. If I'd seen it myself I would have given
you a break but Mary saw you and so did the others. That means you have to be punished."
"Yes, Mistress," I said, my belly quivering a little, partly in
anxiety partly in excitement. She looked at me knowingly, as though
she knew precisely how I was feeling.
"I think you're going to get along very nicely here, Amber," she
said. She stood up and went to a corner, lifting a three foot long
piece of wood from a shelf. It was thin, lightweight and flexible.
"Stand up, Amber and remove your shift," she said.
"Yes, Mistress," I said, doing as she ordered.
"Now turn your back to me, spread your legs one foot apart, lean
over and grip your ankles. And keep your legs straight."
"Yes, Mistress," I gulped, bending over as she said and
presenting my naked ass to her. I was having a little trouble
breathing. My chest was fluttering with excitement and
embarrassment both. She was standing right behind me and I knew she
could see right into my naked little slit, not to mention my asshole.
"Pledge, Amber," she said, "You have violated section three of
the pledge book, by being found not wearing your medallion. For a
first time offence, the punishment is ten switches and it is a
public switching. However, since this is the first day here I'll
make an exception and grant you a private punishment."
"Thank you, Mistress," I said, glad I wasn't doing this with
thirty or forty girls staring at my naked crotch and asshole.
"Do not move. Do not attempt to evade your punishment or turn it
aside," she said. I was looking between my legs and could see she
was reading from a little book. She put it down and raised the
switch. It made a hissing sound as it cut through the air. Then it
hit my behind with a sharp, biting pain.
I yelped, but kept my position. She held the switch up, waiting
for me to recover, then slashed it down again. It hit across both
cheeks almost exactly where it had before. I cried out again,
clenching my teeth against the pain.
Again it slashed across my ass, slightly higher, then again, a
little lower, then again and again and again and again. I was
groaning between my tightly closed lips as she raised the switch
again. She hesitated then swung it down across my ass cheeks once more.
"That's nine, pledge. Do you regret your error?"
"Ye... yes, Mistress," I gasped. Then I cried out in pain as the
switch whipped down and smashed into my ass cheeks for a final time.
"Thank me for your instruction," she said.
"Thank you for your... your instruction, Mistress," I panted.
"Rise and turn." I stood up, lightheaded as the blood flowed down out of my skull.
"On your knees, pledge."
"Yes, Mistress," I said, dropping to my knees in front of her. She held the switch out to me.
"Kiss the switch which disciplines you." I kissed it and she put
it on her desk and reached to take my hands. She lifted me to my
feet and smiled in amusement.
"You're a natural, aren't you, Amber?" she grinned.
"M... mistress?" I blinked.
She turned and opened one of the drawers of her desk, then
pulled out a long silver metal vibrator. She held it up in front of
me and clicked it on. I shivered a little as I heard it buzz.
"Want it, Amber?" I stared at it, my loins burning with heat.
"Want this?"
"Ye... yes, Mistress," I whispered.
"Beg for it."
"Please, Mistress."
"Please what?"
"Please let me have it."
"You want me to use it on you, Amber?" I felt a sudden shock in my belly and my voice quivered.
"Yes, Mistress," I moaned.
"You want me to fuck you with it?"
"Yes, Mistress," I gasped.
"Turn around and bend over the desk."
"Yes, Mistress," I said, in a daze. I bent over the desk, clutching the far side.
"Spread your legs, slave."
"Yes, Mistress,' I gasped, her words burning into my mind.
I jerked in shock as I felt her hand stroking my hot ass flesh,
gliding up and down the smooth, soft skin. Her hand slid in between
my thighs and rubbed up and down across my boiling hot cunt mound,
the sensation shockingly arousing on my puffy, smoothly shaved pussy pad.
"So soft," she sighed, her hand rubbing back and forth. She
pushed her middle fingers forward, forcing them up into my wet,
tight juicy cunt slit, prying my lips apart as they sawed up and
down my cleft over my pink skin. I moaned helplessly, my body
actually trembling with lust. I couldn't remember the last time I'd
been so aroused, except for lat night, that is.
Then I felt something hard press against my cunt. Carol's
fingers pulled my pussy lips apart and the hard, buzzing vibrator
pushed into me, the nose touching my clitty and grinding against it
as she twisted it from side to side.
I came, bucking my ass back at her as Carol held the vibrator
against my clit. I moaned and whimpered and jerked uncontrollably,
my mind blasted with orgasmic pleasure as she pushed hard, crushing
my little fuck button.
"A real natural," she said. I groaned as she took the vibrator
off my clit and eased it up into my cunt tunnel. I was hugging the
desk to keep from sliding to the ground, my legs splayed apart and
my sex open as she pumped the thick steel vibrator back and forth
inside me, working it deeper with every thrust.
My cunt was starting to burn up with lust even though I'd just
cum, and that vibrator was fanning the flames of desire as she
drove it deep into my belly. I felt her fingers pressing against my
cunt mound and realized that all but an inch or so of the vibrator
was up inside me. I felt elated and excited at the thought.
Carol's fingers began rubbing at my clitty and my ass started
grinding in slow circles as I panted with emotion and heat. My body
and mind were ablaze with lust as I felt her fingers jamming my
clit down against the vibrator.
Then she let go and I felt a blast of pain as she slashed the
switch across my buttocks again. The pain was hot and sharp and
knifed into my crotch, spurring my pleasure upwards. I cried out in
shock, my fingers digging into the side of the desk as the pain and
pleasure mingled and grew.
Again the switch lashed down on my buttocks, then again, as
Carol rained blows down on my ass and thighs in a continuous
steady, driving rhythm. I opened and closed my mouth like a fish,
my body shaking and jerking, my mind paralysed with heat and sexual agitation.
Then I came, the force of my orgasm setting my body thrashing
and convulsing in violent spasms of sexual ecstasy. I clung
desperately to the desk, which shook and rattled against the wall
with the force of my movements.
My cum was thrown higher, into a prolonged orbit that I don't
recall ever having achieved, other than the other night. Each new
blow from the switch was like oil thrown on flames, sending them
roaring higher, hotter. I was drooling onto the desk, my eyes
tightly clenched as I rode the waves of sexual exultation through
a maelstrom of blasting sexual pleasure.
The switch smashed down on the center of my back, then against
my shoulders, driving my hot, hard, swollen tits into the harsh
wood of the desk. I cried out again, in startled pleasure and pain
both. The switch struck my ass, then the small of my back, then my
shoulders again, each blow a blast of emotional and sensory power
that was overloading my system.
The orgasm passed, leaving me a trembling husk of a person,
barely able to keep from sliding down off the desk and laying in a
puddle on the floor. Carol stopped lashing me and instead stoked my
ass again. Her hands went away as she moved back, but then she returned.
Her hands went around me and she slid a chain around my waist,
fastening it in behind. A second chain descended from it, running
down between my buttocks. Carol pulled it up tight between my pussy
lips and fastened it to the front.
"Wha... " I groaned, starting to recover some of my scattered senses.
"Shhhh," she said.
She pulled my arms behind me and I felt chains encircle them,
binding them together behind me. I felt a certain anxiety at that,
but mostly I felt renewed excitement and a kind of intense sexual
high, a tremendous arousal and a feeling like I was about to do
something enormously kinky and daring.
Carol pulled me back off the desk and had me kneel in front of her, sitting on my heels.
"Keep your back straight, slave," she ordered, glaring.
"Yes, Mistress," I gulped.
She took off her clothes, doing it slowly, teasingly. She had
large round breasts with big brown nipples and a tiny waist. She
removed her panties and I saw her small brown bush, which she'd
shaved into a heart shape. She moved forward, standing directly in front of me.
"Lick me, slave," she ordered, her hand gripping my thick blonde
hair tightly and jerking upwards. I rose on my knees, bringing my
face level with her cunt. I stared at it for a moment as she spread
her legs and stroked her hands through my hair.
Then I licked my lips and bent forward, sliding my tongue
against her slit. I ran my tongue up and down her slit with a light
touch at first, tasting her sweet scent. She was very wet, so I
guess she'd really got off on switching my ass.
I pushed my tongue harder, forcing it in between her pussy lips
and scooping her cunt milk out as I ran it up and down her cleft.
Her hands twisted and pulled at my hair, but not really painfully.
She pulled my face into her cunt, mashing her crotch over me, then
easing back so I could work on her slit again.
I pushed my tongue in as deep as I could, pumping it in and out
several times, then ran it up to her clit and flicked it back and
forth across the little fuck button.
"Ahhhhh... Fuckkkk!" she sighed. "Lick it slave girl! Lick my clit!"
She ground her crotch into my face again, her head rolling
slowly as I ate out her snatch. I rasped my tongue back and forth
across her clitty as she humped into me. She whined and panted and
groaned in happiness as she cupped my ears and worked herself on my tongue.
I pushed my nose into her slit and rubbed it hard against her
slit, then stuffed my tongue up into her and sucked out another
wave of fuck milk.
She was really hot but so was I. I still had that buzzing
vibrator inside my snatch, since the chain down between my cunt
lips wouldn't let it slide out, and this whole scene was super
exciting. I was really getting off just on being on my knees like
this with my hands behind me. Even if the vibrator hadn't been
there my cunt would have been drooling. With it up inside me I was
humping my ass in and out in helpless pleasure, almost ready to cum myself.
I was trying to hold back my cum until I made Carol cum. I knew
I'd be good for nothing once I blew. I pushed my tongue against her
clit even harder, frantically running it up and down her slit,
concentrating on her clitty as she whined and humped harder.
"Eat me! Eat me, slave!" she gasped. "Eat me!"
I sucked at her clit, trying to draw it into my mouth, straining
my lips and jaw upwards as I tried to force her cunt lips aside to
get at it. I suckled harshly, vacuuming it out enough to get my
teeth around it, then I gnawed at it, grinding my teeth from side to side.
She screamed, tearing at my hair, humping into my face with
desperate, bruising speed and power. I sucked as hard as I could as
I rubbed my lips and mouth against her clit and came.
She came at the same time and the two of us were grunting and
groaning and whining and jerking and trembling like maddened
animals as our cunts blazed with energy and heat and sucked the
rest of our bodies into a storm of sexual bliss.
At last we both stopped shaking. I eased back onto my heels,
exhausted. Carol groaned and stumbled to the desk, holding herself
up as she rubbed her pussy and grinned down at me.
"A natural," she said.
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