Chapter I
Halfway through my freshman year in college, I was invited to join a sorority.
One of my best new friends was a sister and had nominated me. I accepted and was
told to report to the sorority house promptly at noon on Friday. I arrived a
little early and was told to wait in the hall. While I waited several girls came
down the stairs and some whispered and giggled to each other as they passed me.
Finally my friend came down. She told me that during the initiation I was to do
exactly as I was told, and that if I hesitated I would be punished by the
sisters and if I refused I would not be allowed to join them. She gave me a big
hug and led me into the living room. It was an immense room with lots of couches
and overstuffed chairs in a horseshoe around a big stone fireplace. Barbara led
me to the center to stand in front of the entire sorority. The President started
to speak to the sisters. She told them that I was the last of this year's
pledges, that Mistress Barbara had nominated me, She asked if there were any
objections so far. No one objected. She turned to me. She told me that until I
had completed the initiation I was not to speak unless told to, to address the
sisters as Mistress and to do everything I was told to do or suffer the
punishment. She asked if I accepted these rules. I said yes. All the girls
giggled. She said she didn't hear me right. I said "Yes, Mistress President".
One of the sisters took out a file folder, another a Polaroid camera. She took a
picture of me and gave it to the sister with the folder. Mistress President told
me that they need to know everything about me. She told me to tell them all
about my sexual adventures, to start with my first kiss, to my first bare tit,
my first feel of cock, etc. I started to tell them about Jimmy, my first
boyfriend. I described our first kiss, our first make-out session, and the first
time I let him slip his hand under my sweater and into my bra. One of the
sisters spoke up. She told me to take off my blouse. I looked to Barbara. She
nodded yes. I unbuttoned my blouse and eased it off my shoulders. Mistress
President said I could put it on a little table next to the fireplace. I put it
down and went back to the center. Mistress Barbara told me to resume my personal
history with my first tit sucking. I proceeded to tell them about Jimmy sucking
my bare tits outside a party. The sister with the folder, Mistress Janet, asked
me what size bra I wore. I told her 32A and continued about my next real
boyfriend Tom. Tom was the first to get his hands into my pants to finger my
slit. Mistress Janet asked me if I had been fingering myself before that
episode. I told her I had never fondled myself. I continued to describe my first
view of Tom's erect cock. A sister from the back yelled out for me to take off
my jeans. Again I looked to my friend, she nodded yes, I went to the table,
opened my jeans, slipped them down below my knees. I kicked off my shoes,
stepped out of my jeans, and laid them on top of my blouse. Mistress President
told me to stand with my legs apart, my hands clasped behind my neck, elbows out
to the sides. When I was in position, she told me to describe my first taste of
cock. As I described Tom's hard sexy cock, my first attempt at sucking and my
first taste of cum, I could feel my cunt juicing up, getting very wet. As I
described Bob and his taste for pussy, Mistress Karen came over to me. She told
me to keep talking. She lifted my left shoulder strap and cut it with a pair of
scissors. Then she cut the right strap. All the sisters were giggling at my
predicament. As I described how Bob's long tongue had licked me to creamy
satisfaction, Mistress Karen pulled the bra from between my tits and snipped it.
Dropping it to the floor, Mistress Karen told me to show my tiny boobies to the
rest of the sisters. With my hands still behind my neck I walked around the
inner circle of girls to show them my bare bosom. Mistress President told me to
bend over so she could get a better look. As I bent closer she reached up and
took my nipples between the thumb and forefinger of each hand. She pulled them
down. My buds stiffened, when she tweaked them. Mistress President let go and
told me to finish showing them off. I continued my show. Several of the sisters
took their chance to pinch and stroke my titties. I had never been touched by a
girl, and all these tit touches were making my cunt so itchy. When I finished, I
went back to the center and waited for more instructions. Mistress President
asked if my pussy was still virginal. I told her I had screwed with a couple of
guys. She told me to describe the complete de-flowering session. I began to
describe Mark, his gorgeous hard cock, and all the things we did that night.
When I got to the part about "sixty-nine"ing with me on top and Mark slapping
the cheeks of my ass, Mistress President told me to stop, turn around and bend
over. She told me to ease my panties down until just below my cheeks. I was
embarrassed about showing them my ass. My panties were taut across my cheeks and
pulled at my crotch. These were blue hip huggers not the small g-strings I wear
now. Because of my hesitation two sisters quickly stood up and grabbed my arms.
Mistress President asked Mistress Barbara if she would like to do the honors of
my first sorority punishment. Mistress Barbara came up beside me. She had a
ping-pong paddle in her hand. She placed it on my tight asscheeks. She told me I
wasn't in the right punishment position. She told me to spread my legs double
shoulder width apart. I did. She told me to reach down and grasp my ankles, that
the sisters would keep me from falling over. I did what I was told, showing my
pantied crotch to all the sisters. I expected my friend Mistress Barbara to
deliver my first real spanking. Instead she took the scissors and started to cut
the sides of my panties. She cut the elastic band at my waist. She snipped the
leg bands, leaving a thin thread on each side to hold my panties on. She asked
the sisters if they wanted me punished. They all cheered YES. She took hold of
my panties by the waistband at the top of my ass. With one quick jerk, she
ripped them off, leaving me stark naked. Bare for all these girls to see. All
the girls cheered, clapped and whistled. Someone told Mistress Barbara that she
had made a good choice in picking me. SMACK...A stinging warmth shattered my
thoughts as that paddle came down on my upturned ass. I gasped more than cried
out. I caught my breath. I heard applause. SMACK..SMACK.. I gasped again as two
quick hard blows came down, one on each cheek. Tears were welling up in my eyes.
The stinging spread across my entire ass. More applause. Mistress Barbara put
the paddle flat across my ass. She rubbed it around and around, spreading warmth
across my ass the way she might spread peanut butter on a sandwich. The sisters
were cheering her on. She continued to spank me, slower, softer, covering all my
ass with a tingling glow. She stopped and rubbed the knobby paddle around my
cheeks again. She stroked that paddle down the back of my right thigh, all the
way down to my knee and then up the back of my left thigh until the top of the
paddle came to rest at my opened pussy. She turned the paddle up so only the top
edge was touching me, right along my tender slit. She gently stroked it up and
down my tingling love trough. I had submitted to a play spanking from Mark after
a teenaged temper tantrum, but it didn't make me tingle like this. I had an
itching burning desire spreading from my loins. The sisters let me up. I stood
up and faced my audience. They applauded. Mistress Barbara wiped the tears from
my eyes and gently kissed my cheek. She told me to continue talking about my
cherry- popping session with Mark. Mistress Janet had to remind me where I had
left off. I was yearning for a fuck. By the time I finished telling them about
sixty-nine-ing with Mark, ending with his jerking cum-spewing orgasm, I was
hotter than I had ever been. I was horny enough to fuck any cock. I began to
describe how Mark had stroked his bulging cockhead up and down my eager virginal
cunt lips. I was itching to fuck, and it was showing. Mistress Karen came over
and put her arm around me. She told the sisters that she thought I had a little
problem. She asked me if I had a problem. I knew what she wanted to hear. I told
them that I was horny, that I wanted to fuck. All the sisters laughed. Mistress
President said that they didn't have any boys handy but that there was another
solution. Mistress Karen told me to reach down and spread my pussy lips. Slowly
I did it. She told me to put my finger on the tip of my clittie. This was
something I had never thought of doing, playing with myself. Slowly I moved the
tip of my middle finger over my passion button. The sisters giggled. Mistress
Karen told me to continue talking and to start rubbing my clit. I talked about
Mark rubbing my slit with his cock. Sliding his cock up the full length of my
slit, he had made me willing to take his manhood into my virgin depths. Talking
about him and rubbing my button, I was feeling just as willing but this time
willing to do other things. Mistress Karen told me to rub my finger through my
slit the way Mark's cock shaft had. I talked about Mark's throbbing, pulsating
cock, and how he had aimed it at my virgin hole. I rubbed my clit faster. Mark
pushed ever so gently, until his cockhead was in me. I rubbed harder, pushing my
inner lips apart. Mark kissed me. He plunged his cock into the center of my
womanhood, my virgin love canal. He held me, I held him. I slowed my cunt
strokes but pressed my clit harder. Mark started long slow strokes in my hot
hole. My cunt walls cling to his gorgeous man meat. My cunt was juicing up,
oozing onto my sliding finger. Mistress Karen told me to dip my finger into my
creamy hole. I pushed the tip of my finger into myself, just the way my lovers
had. Mistress Karen moved her hand down to my asscheek. Squeezing it, she told
me to finish the story and my first self-induced orgasm. I talked about Mark
pumping in and out of my inexperience fuck hole, my cunt throbbing with every
stroke. My cunt was throbbing again, this time around my fingertip. I pumped my
own little pussy, rubbing my itchy clit with each stroke. I knew I wanted to
cum. I was going to cum. I wanted to tell them about my first fuck orgasm as I
came in front of them. I told them about Mark pulling my legs up to my chest,
then open and down to the bed, opening my cunt for his hard deep thrusts into my
wanting love hole. Mistress Karen eased me down to my knees. My legs spread, I
leaned back against her, letting my cunt warmth spread over me, relaxing,
enjoying my own sexual administrations. It seemed like I was talking forever,
smaller words, no sentences. Pumping. Harder. Deeper. Fuck me. Cock plunging.
Creaming. Cumming. CCuummmmiinngg. My virginity leaving with a tingling orgasm.
Mark pulsing, throbbing, squirting his hot cum into my love tunnel. My first
fuck. My finger dipping into my hot juicy hole, building a new orgasmic feeling,
different from when the boys made me cum. Nice, warm waves of tingles spreading
out. I was bucking my cunt against my own fingers. I don't remember talking,
just cumming. Cumming. My hot cream oozing onto my hand and down my thighs. I
collapsed into Mistress Karen's arms. My finger still in my cunt. The sisters
applauded and cheered. After resting a few moments. Mistress Karen helped me
stand up. She told me that after each orgasm in this initiation, I was to curtsy
and thank the sisters. I curtsied. At the bottom of my dip I thanked my
mistresses for a very lovely orgasm. They applauded. Mistress President said it
was time to continue the inspection. Some sisters brought out a padded bench and
an extra triangular pillow. Mistress Janet told me to kneel on it. Mistresses
Barbara and Karen came next to me. They took a cloth tape measure and began to
take my measurement. My bust, my waist, my hips. Then they measured the width of
my areola, the length of the now erected tips and the distance between m
nipples. Mistress Barbara measured the area of my pubic hair (across the top and
from the top to the beginning of my slit). Mistress Janet told me to lay down on
the bench. Two sisters lifted my legs straight up, lifting me up until they
could position the pillow, and then they positioned me with my ass just at the
end of the pillow. My cut was now a foot higher than my head. Mistresses Barbara
and Karen took my legs and pulled them apart just enough for Mistress Janet to
reach in and measure my slit from one end, across my clit, my love hole, my
backdoor, to the other end. They pulled my legs wider. She measured my slit
again, top to clit, clit to fuckhole, fuckhole to asshole, asshole to the back
end of my crack. They pushed my legs toward my chest, spreading them wider.
Mistress Jane measured everything about my cunt. The diameter of my clit, its
length, the lengths of my pussy lips. Mistresses Karen and Barbara each put a
hand to my cunt and pulled her side of my cunt lips open. They stretched my
cuntlips as open and as tight as possible. Mistress Janet measured how far my
lips could spread. She measured the opening of my love hole. And then she
measured the diameter of my ass pucker. She went away. I couldn't see what was
happening. Then I heard giggles and Mistress Janet returned. She said it was
time to measure the depth of my creamy hole. She held up an immense candle, at
least a foot and a half log, with ruler markings on it. I didn't want her to do
it, but I wanted something slipped into my horny cunt. I shook my head no. She
rubbed the tip around my love opening. I nodded yes. She slowly worked that rod
into me, twisting, pushing deeper and deeper. Pushing to the top of my canal,
pushing deeper. My cunt loosening until I had a full twelve inches in me She
pushed again. I cried out in pain. She immediately backed off. She told me that
this was not meant as punishment, just the same measurement that all the sister
took. She eased the candle out of my cunt. She turned away and then back. She
said now to measure my ass depth. She held up a smaller, thinner candle. I
pleaded with them not to stick it in my ass. She asked how many cocks I had
taken into my backdoor. I told her none. She smiled and said she would be gentle
with my virgin ass. She began to rub something slippery on my ass pucker. It
felt cool and tingly. She rubbed gently around and around and then from my hole
radiating out. She rubbed the grease slowly into my hole. She pushed gently,
probing, greasing, spreading my hole open. She pushed her fingertip into me. It
tingled, out from my ass, across my entire crotch, and ignited my clit. I was
warm, tingly, eager. She twisted her finger around, I squirmed. She pulled her
finger out, and put some more grease on my pucker. She put the tip of the candle
against my backdoor, and slowly, gently pushed the candle into my ass. Waves of
tingles washed over me. This was a new wonderful sensation. Not quite pain, but
a pleasure different from any other. I don't know how deep she pushed it or how
long she kept it in me I didn't care. It felt great. Mistresses Karen and
Barbara helped me sit up. They moved the pillow around and had me lay back, legs
draped on each side. They told me to close my eyes and rest. A few minutes
later, Mistress Janet brought me a soda. Sitting up, I took a few sips. She told
me the next measurement was to be how long it took for me to make myself cum
with my fingers. I told her I had not done that before today. She said it didn't
matter how long it took, and that my cunt would know what should be done. She
told me to just lay back, close my eyes and do what felt good. As I put my hands
down to my cunt, she started a stopwatch. I laid back, closed my eyes and
thought about Tom stroking my pussy lips rubbing my hard little clittie. I
mimicked his rubbing. My pussy warmed up. I felt no inhibitions. I spread my
pussy lips with one hand and pushed on my clittie with the other. I stroked and
rubbed until I knew I wanted something in my cunt hole. I dipped my fingertip
in. I slowly moved it in circles, pushing my cunt hole open. I circled wider,
opening my hole wider. I felt an urge I had to satisfy. I plunged my finger as
deep into my love hole as I could. I held it there. I squeezed my cunt walls
around my finger and slowly eased it out. I plunged in again, and again. With
each plunge, tingles spread out from my cunt. I laid my finger along my open
slit, across my hard clit, and bent into my hole. I stroked down, digging my
finger into my juicy tunnel. I drew back, rubbing hard against my clit. I
rubbed. I dreamed. I rubbed harder, faster. I was just cumming. My urges had
built until I didn't know what I was doing, I didn't care what I was doing. As
long as I was cumming, it felt great. And I came. I dropped my hands to my sides
and opened my eyes. All the sisters were crowded around to get a good look at
me. Remembering my instructions, I stood up on the bench, curtsied to their
applause and thanked them for allowing me to cum so nicely. My mistresses lead
me upstairs. They brought me into what looked like a locker room. It must have
taken up a third of the second floor of the house. It was all tiled, with
several dressing stalls, several wooden benches. There were two padded tables
like a doctor's examination table. There was a sauna in one corner. They
motioned me into the shower room. It was at least 10 feet square, with two rows
of shower spigots around the three sides. Mistress President turned on the
master control and I was instantly drenched. The upper row of spigots were aimed
at the center of the room at the height of my shoulders. The lower row was aimed
at my hips and pussy. They told me to turn around. I turned slowly, letting the
hot streams of water was me all over. They turned the water off. Mistress
President said it was time for the to make sure I was nice and clean. Mistresses
Barbara and Karen stepped forward and started to undress. Mistress Barbara took
off her blouse to reveal a set of bare, jiggling breasts. Then she dropped her
slacks, stepped out of them, and stood up. I could see her totally naked for the
first time. Her lion's mane of golden blonde hair, her fleshy tits, her muscular
tummy, her rounded hips, and to my surprise a shaven cunt. I looked at Mistress
Karen. She was stepping out of her jeans. She had a short sassy head of brown
hair, slender shoulders, small pointy tits (not as small as mine). I looked at
her slender hips as she lowered her panties, and again at a shaven cunt as she
turned toward me. The stepped into the shower with me each holding a big soft
sponge and a squeeze bottle. Mistress Barbara squirted some green liquid across
my chest. Mistress Karen started rubbing it with her sponge. This liquid soap
quickly foamed up. The sponge felt tingly as she rubbed my tits. Mistress
Barbara was washing my shoulders, my back, my hips. They washed my chest, each
soaping and rubbing her side of me. Barbara working on my left tittie, Karen on
my right. They progressed down my tummy then around to my hips. Each caressing
my closest ass cheek. Mistress Barbara told me to spread my legs. I did. She
told me to clasp my hands behind my neck. They knelt down. They repeated their
soaping of my ass, gently rubbing each cheek round and round. They worked their
way down the back of my legs. They worked their way up the front from my feet up
to my knees, then slowly from my knees up to my crotch. Mistress Karen squirted
soap all over my pubic hair. Mistress Barbara put her hand on my mound. She
wiggled her fingers into my curls. She worked the soap into a froth, gently
washing my love triangle. Mistress President told me to turn toward the back
wall. She told me to bend over and grab a rail that was about a foot off the
floor. My mistresses stood on each side of me. They told me to spread my legs as
they opened their legs to let me put mine between their own. They squeezed their
legs around mine, holding me tight. My mistresses squirted soap on my ass. They
used their hands to spread the soap all over, making my ass all slippery. They
spread that slippery soap down into my cunt, pulling my pussy lips apart,
rubbing all through my slit. Mistress Karen held my pussy lips open, so Mistress
Barbara could rub the soap all around my clittie, rubbing it, then pinching it.
I felt so warm and slippery, I didn't care that these were girls working on me.
They took their sponges, and briskly worked on my ass and pussy until I was
covered with soapy froth. They took hoses from the walls. Mistress President
told me to stand and face them. She told me to spread my arms and legs. I stood
spread eagle as my mistresses sprayed me with a fine warm mist, rinsing my body.
Then they aimed the hoses at the floor and tightened the sprays to tiny streams.
Then they motioned for me to turn around. I turn toward the back wall and spread
my arms and legs. Mistress Karen pushed me up to the wall. My erect nipples
pressing against the smooth cool tile. The streams hit me across the top of my
back. The pulsating streams, pounding me, warmed and relaxed every muscle they
hit. They massaged my back with those sprays. Then down to my asscheeks. I
tightened my ass muscles against the pounding. But those pulsating sprays made
me relax. The water was turned off and my mistress began to dry me. Then they
brought me to the outer room and helped me up onto an examination table. My
mistresses stood on each side of me with Mistress President at the foot. They
lifted my legs and pulled me down to the end of the table. They pulled my legs
wider and held my arms over my head. Some of the sisters lifted my bottom and
put a pillow under me, exposing my cunt for all to see. Mistress President began
to stroke my curly bush. She told me that all pledges should look like pretty
little virgins. She pulled out a pair of scissors and snipped a lock from my
bush. She handed the curl to Mistress Janet who put it in a plastic bag.
Mistress President snipped away all of my pussy curls. She gently pulled the
hairs on the sides of my slit to cut as close to the skin as possible. When I
had nothing but stubble left, she laid a hot, wet washcloth on my open cunt. The
warmth of that cloth spread up to my tits and down to my ass pucker. Mistress
President removed the cloth and sprayed a glob of shaving cream onto the middle
of my triangle. She gently spread the cream all over my pussy stubble, massaging
it into every little hair. She brought out a razor and gently shaved off my
stubble. She told them to open me further. They pulled my legs, lifting my
bottom off the pillow. Mistress President cleaned all around my asshole. She
washed off the shaving cream with another hot wet washcloth. I was tingling.
Warm all over. Mistress President poured some lotion onto my clean crotch. She
rubbed it all over, softening, soothing my tender cunt skin. She began to rub
that cool lotion onto my clit. I felt my clittie warming to her touch. My
mistresses began to stroke my tits. More hands reached for me, touching,
stroking, gently caressing every inch of me. My mistresses covered my face with
sweet kisses. I closed my eyes and drifted off into the wonderful sensations
those hands were giving me. My cunt was being rubbed, probed, stretched, tingled
by these loving sisters. I felt multiple fingers pumping my now creamy love
hole. I was oozing my love juice onto every hand that went into me. Soon waves
of delicious tingles washed over me as I came, and came, and kept cumming.
Oozing my love cream in my first multiple orgasm. After I rested for a while I
got up, curtsied to my mistresses and thanked them all for my fabulous orgasms.
Mistress President told me to return the next day with a week's worth of clothes
and my smallest bathing suit.
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