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From: "David Cloud" <cldwkr@prodigy.net>
Subject: {ASSM} Sorority Slut Chapter 2 (MF FF inc oral bdsm 1st)
Date: Wed, 16 Jan 2002 19:10:04 -0500
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This story contains sexual content.  If you are to young or
object to material of this nature leave now.  

This story is fiction.  It has no basis in reality.  Any
similarities to people or organizations past or present is purely
coincidental.  

Chapter 2-The Initiation

The next week is agony for Cathy as she anxiously waits word
whether or not she will be able to join ABC Sorority. Word
finally comes in the form of a letter mailed though the campus
mail. 

Congratulations Sister:

We are very pleased to inform you that you are among the newest
class of pledges to ABC Sorority. We look forward to having you
with us. It will be a pleasure seeing you grow as one of our
sisters. I am sure you will come to love us as much as we will
come to love you.

There is, of course, the small matter of the initiation, which I
am confident you will pass. You will be contacted later with the
details of this. You will be happy to learn I am sure, that
starting next semester you will be living with us, at no expense
to you. Meanwhile here is a small souvenir for your enjoyment.

Enclosed, Cathy finds a picture of herself, on her hands and
knees, smiling back at the camera. Cathy is horrified to see that
her panties had ridden up so that almost all of her ass is in
plain sight. The picture made her look like a slut. Cathy is
suprised to find that the same tingling in her pussy while
looking at the picture that she has when she plays with her tits.
She is both repulsed and excited by the picture. She knows she
should destroy it, but can't tare her eyes away.

Cathy has trouble concentrating on her classes as she awaits more
details about the initiation mentioned in the letter. On
Wednesday she gets a call from one of her soon-to-be sorority
sisters. After the obligatory congratulations her caller asks
about her sizes. Explaining that there is a special outfit that
Cathy will need to wear naturally provided by the sorority. She
asks about everything from her dress size and shoe size to her
bra, panty and hose size. From this conversation Cathy gathers
that they are going to dress her from the skin out.

On Saturday Cathy receives a box from ABC Sorority. On the
outside is attached a letter. Her hands tremble with a
combination of anticipation and anxiously as she rips open the
letter.

Dear Sister,

The day of your initiation as one of us is fast approaching, I am
sure you are eager for the day. I know we are looking forward to
bringing you into our group. We have an exciting evening planned
for you, with lots of surprises.

As you know, joining a sorority is not a step to be taken likely.
At your initiation your life will be changed dramatically so
think this over carefully as it is not to late to change your
mind. No one will think less of you if you decide not to go
through with this. If, however, after careful consideration, you
are determined to "do anything to become a ABC" then you are
ready to take the next step.

This box contains the clothes you are to wear for your
initiation. These clothes are all you are to wear. Do not add
anything to them, not even jewelry, and keep your makeup to a
minimum. I would suggest none, but that is up to you. This will
be checked and a failure to comply would be very embarrassing to
you. Your initiation is scheduled for next Friday evening. Do not
open the box until you are preparing to meet us.

If you are sure you want to do this you will be ready and waiting
in just the clothes we have provided, promptly at 7PM. We will
meet you in the main lobby of the Student Union. You will be
checked there for any foreign clothes. Do not be late.

Also, you will want to make sure that your entire weekend is
free. The initiation, in all likelihood, will run quite late and
you will want Saturday to rest up. And on Sunday there is a
private party to present you officially to select people. You
will, of course, be required to be there. We hope to see you on
Friday.

Carefully Cathy puts the box in the closet. Afraid that if she
leaves it out she will open it before she is supposed to.
Besides, her roommate may ask what's going on, and it is easier
to avoid those questions. Not that Cathy, herself, isn't dying of
curiosity. "Next week is going to drag until Friday gets here,"
thinks Cathy. "And how am I going to keep my mind on business
during my Government class. It's sooooo boring anyway."

Friday finally arrives and Cathy eagerly starts to prepare for
her "date with destiny" as she has begun to call her initiation.
After a long hot shower she goes back to her room to get ready.
Feeling suddenly "brazen" she hangs her robe up in her closet
without first closing the curtains, which her roommate must have
opened in her absence. Then she crosses to her desk and sits down
nude before the mirror there to put on her makeup. "I don't know
why I close the curtains anyway," she thinks. "No one can see in.
We're on the fifth floor and the closest dorm on this side is way
to far away for anyone to see."

As she sits there she picks up a tube of lipstick and begins to
apply it. She had decided earlier that she would limit her makeup
to just lipstick, and that a very conservative red. Just enough
to give her lips a bit of color. "I've never needed much makeup
anyway," she thinks.

Going to the closet she removes the box that contains all that
she is to wear tonight. Taking out a pair of scissors she quickly
opens the box. She finds a note lying on top. "Put these on in
the order you find them in the box."

"Curious," she thinks as she lays the note aside. Reaching into
the box she picks up the garment lying on the top. As she pulls
it out she realizes that it is a garter belt, followed by black
lace hose. She has never worn one before but quickly fastens it
around her waist and pulls on the hose. Next comes a pair of
black lace panties. She begins to blush a bit as she realizes
that they have no crotch. "A bit breezy," she mumbles stepping
into them then pulling out the next item, a black bra. She
quickly fastens it on and settles it in place before she realizes
that it has holes in the cups that allow her nipples to show
through. 

"I look like a whore in these," she says, catching a glimpse of
herself in the mirror. "I hope I know what I'm getting myself
into. Well, they will be covered anyway," she says reaching into
the box to pull out the blouse. She quickly puts on the white
garment and buttons it up while thinking that it is almost to
small. Then she reaches into the box and pulls out the last 3
items, a white full skirt with a black belt and a pair of black
spike heels. She steps into the skirt and as she pulls it up to
her waist she steps into the shoes and fastens the belt around
her.

Finally dressed she looks at her reflection in the mirror. It is
only then that she gets the full impact of her outfit. The skirt,
while full, is barely long enough to cover the tops of her hose.
Every time she moves they come into view. She glances out the
window and sees a stiff breeze blowing. "The walk to the Student
Union is going to be fun," she thinks. Even worse is the blouse.
To her horror she sees that the material is opaque, allowing the
black of her bra to show through. She blushes as she turns and
sees that her hard red nipples are plainly visible, particularly
as they are high-lighted by the white of the part of her breasts
that also shows through the holes in her bra. Her blush deepens
as she realizes that the thought of going out in public like this
has excited her.

Screwing up her courage she leaves her room, taking only her room
key, and sets off to walk to the Student Union for her
appointment. She imagines that everyone is staring at her as she
walks along. The thought causes her nipples to get even harder
and the tingling in her pussy to increase. It isn't long before
she almost regrets her decision to walk rather than drive. But
since parking by the Union is almost impossible she presses on.

As she walks the wind playfully lifts her skirt, giving anyone in
the area glimpses of what she is "almost" wearing underneath. She
tries to keep the skirt down, but all her efforts prove to be in
vain. One particularly strong gust holds the skirt above her
waist while she tries to get it back down. When she gets to the
Student Union Cathy chooses a seat in the corner and demurely
sits and waits for her appointment. 

Cathy knew that she hadn't been sitting there long, even if it
seemed like forever, when she sees the redheaded rush Chairman
approaching. Eager to leave, Cathy rises.

"I'm glad to see you here. We'll be going in just a moment, but
there are a few things to take care of first. First, I need you
to read this and sign it," She says handing Cathy a sheet of
paper. It read:

"I, the undersigned, of my own free will, and with no pressure
from anyone connected with ABC Sorority, do seek out this
relationship. I agree to follow all their instructions and to
tell no one about what I learn unless instructed to by a senior
member of ABC Sorority. I make this vow of my own free will and
without coercion."

After reading the document, Cathy takes the pen and signs and
dates it, and hands them both to her soon-to-be sister. The
redhead takes them, quickly looks over the paper, then folds it
and puts them both in her purse.

"OK. Now all I need is to make sure you followed instructions.
Open your blouse and pull your skirt up to your waist."

"Here?" Cathy asks, unable to believe her ears. "But there are
people around."

"Well, we could go into the restroom, but then I'd have to take
all the clothes that belong to ABC and leave. But if I did that,
that would end any hope of you ever becoming one of us."

"Ok," Cathy replies. Her hands tremble as she fumbles with the
first button. One by one the buttons come open, each one allowing
more and more of her barely covered tits to show. By the time it
is completely unfastened and Cathy pulls it open, her blush
extends down her neck. Her hands are visibly shaking as she
reaches down and lifts her skirt and holds it at her waist, her
naked pussy peaking through the crotchless panties for the
redhead, and anyone else who cares to look, to see. Her blush now
touches the top of her tits. The minutes roll by like an eternity
as Cathy exposes herself at the redheads instruction. Slowly her
tormentor's eyes roam over the newly exposed skin. Without
warning she reaches out and puts her hand on Cathy's pussy and
rubs. Cathy gasps at the unexpected liberty. She is surpassed to
find that her pussy is wet. As the hand on her cunt rubs Cathy's
heart starts to pound and her breath gets shorter. As suddenly as
it had started the rubbing ends.

"Ok, you can put yourself together. By the way, I assume you
brought your room key. If you give it to me I'll hold it for you
and give it back when you're done. Lets go." Cathy quickly drops
her skirt and hands the redhead the key. As soon as she has the
key the redhead turns and walks off leaving Cathy to catch up,
buttoning her blouse as she threads her way through the crowded
building to the appreciative stares of the men.

The redhead leads her to a black van and orders her in. As she
climbs in Cathy notices that there are 3 other girls there, all
full members of the sorority. As the door closes behind her she
realizes that there is no handle on it. She is trapped.

"Let the fun begin," says one girl.

"Ok, cunt," sneers another smiling, "drop your panties to your
ankles and lift your skirt so we can see what you have."

Trembling, Cathy reaches under her skirt and takes hold of the
crotchless panties and pulls them down and lets them fall to her
ankles. "They didn't cover much anyway," she thinks, as she
raises her skirt, exposing her naked pussy to her captors. One by
one the girls come over and play with Cathy's naked cunt until
one of them says, "We're getting going you had better blindfold
her." From out of nowhere a blindfold appears and is tied over
Cathy's eyes. She is then bent over the back of the seat, her
skirt draped over her head and her naked ass high in the air. The
girl in the seat behind her grabs her arms and holds her there,
while the other girls hold her legs as far apart as possible,
exposing Cathy's private parts to anyone looking in the window.
They take turns playing with her wet pussy and slapping her bare
ass while the driver directs attention to them by honking.

After about 10 minutes the honking stops and Cathy is stretched
out over the lap of one of the girls and held there, the girl
under hers seemingly absentmindedly running her hand over Cathy's
bare ass, pausing now and then to play with Cathy's pussy. Her
other hand holds one of Cathy's tits in a firm grip. After what
seems like an eternity Cathy hears the crunch of gravel under the
tires as the van slows to a stop.

Cathy is allowed to stand up. She feels strange hands pull her
panties up to her waist and settle them in place making sure her
pussy shows through the hole in the crotch. She is carefully
guided out of the van and into a building. She can tell that the
room she is in is large and that there are a number of people
there. Even through her blindfold she can tell that there is a
bright light shining on her.

"Who brings this cunt among us for testing?" declares a strong
and decidedly male voice.

"I do" replies a voice Cathy recognizes as the redheaded rush
chairman.

"Cunt, do you wish to become one of us?"


"I-I-I do" stammers Cathy.

"The proper form of address for one of the members of ABC is
'Mistress' and for Tri Sigma it is 'Master'. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Master" Cathy manages to squeak out.

" Do you come of your own free will?"

"Yes, Master."

"And what will you do to prove you worthiness to join us?"

"Anything, Master."

"Prepare her for inspection." Hands suddenly grab her wrists and
fasten them together and hook them to a chain that is slowly
tightened until her feet are off the floor. Chains are attached
to her ankles then they are pulled in opposite directions until
Cathy's legs are spread wide apart. Cathy hears a rustle as the
audience comes to inspect the helpless girl. Unseen hands lift
her skirt to reveal her pussy peaking through her crotchless
panties. As other hands roam up her legs, fondle her exposed
cunt, explore her ass or firmly squeeze her tits. One hand grabs
her chin and forces her mouth open. Tears begin to well up in
Cathy's eyes as the unseen hands continue to poke and pry at her
most private parts, though they always stop short of any
penetration. Gradually the inspection ends and the footsteps
recede.

"Members of ABC Sorority and Tri Sigma Fraternity. How say you.
Is this cunt worthy of us? Will you accept her as your newest
slave and sister-in-training?" cries the voice that Cathy
recognizes as the one who started the evening.

"We accept her." the voices answer in unison.

"Then, let the initiation begin. As always we begin with the
auction. Remember that all money raised is donated to charity, so
bid high. What am I bid for this cunts skirt?"

With that starts a bout of furious bidding. In the end someone is
declared the winner. Cathy hears the quiet murmur of a pair of
voices as payment is arranged then she hears footsteps
approaching. They are firm and confident as they approach. They
circle her then pause in front. Strong hands grip the front of
her skirt and pull. The seams part under the strain as Cathy's
skirt is torn from her body. A cheer raises from the audience as
the skirt is tossed aside and a strange hand reaches out and
grabs the helpless girl's almost bare pussy, squeezes once then
retreats.

The next item auctioned off is her blouse. Cathy wonders how far
this is going to go. The auction ends and footsteps again
approach. This time Cathy hears the click of high heals. Her
tormentor this time is a woman. The unseen hands are delicate but
strong as they first reach out and take Cathy's breasts through
the thin material of the blouse and gently messages them.
Apparently tiring of this the unseen woman takes hold of the neck
of the blouse and pulls. Buttons fly everywhere, as the blouse is
ripped open. The footsteps move around the back and the hands
grip the neck of the blouse and pull the remnants of the blouse
come off in shreds. Leaving Cathy hanging there in underwear she
would, only hours ago be embarrassed to even look at, let alone
ware. The footsteps come back around the front and pause. Then
her unseen tormentor reaches out and gently brushes Cathy's
exposed nipples with her fingernails. The small red buds
immediately spring to life. Cathy hears the audience cheer as she
feels her tormentors warm, wet tongue brush across the erect
nipple of her breast then she is alone again.

Her bra is auctioned next. The footsteps that approach have the
heavy sound of boots. They stop in front of the helpless girl. As
they stand there Cathy hears the click of a knife blade being
snapped into position. The cool touch of metal startles her as
she feels it passing up between her breasts and firmly pulling.
Easily cutting the thin material between the cups. Her breasts
spring free as the bra flies open as the force holding it
together is released. Two quick cuts and the remains of the bra
fall to floor, exposing Cathy's bare breasts. Exposed for all to
see. The hands that grasp the newly exposed creamy mounds are
rough and callused as they take the tender breasts and squeeze
hard. Cathy cries out in pain. The grip is released to be
replaced by fingers grabbing the hard red buds of her nipples and
painfully pinching and pulling them until Cathy cries out again.

As her latest tormentor leaves the bidding takes up again. This
time when the bidding ends Cathy doesn't hear any footsteps. The
minutes pass like hours as she waits for what is going to happen.
She gasps as suddenly she feels the press of cold metal as a pair
of scissors makes short order of her panties. Leaving her
completely exposed with her wet pussy spread wide for all to see.
Next the scissors run down each leg of the hose. They clink on
the floor as they are tossed aside. The unseen hands first remove
her shoes then the hose and garterbelt in one movement. Leaving
Cathy helpless and exposed for all to see.

"Ladies and gentlemen, that is all the bidding for now. The
auction items you have been waiting for will commence shortly but
first it is time to make sure our new slave knows her place. Get
your switches and line up. Remember only one blow per person but
it can be administered anywhere. Our guest of honor will start
and, as we have voted will be awarded 2 blows."

There is a moment or two as the sounds of movement dominate, then
suddenly, without warning, Cathy cries out as she feels the sharp
pain of a switch as it lands across her tits, striking both
nipples. This is followed rapidly by a sharp blow between her
legs right along the folds of her cunt lips. The blows came in
rapid succession as the members of the fraternity and sorority
pass by the helpless girl and add their blows. No part of her
body, except her head, is spared as blows land across her back,
her ass, the back of her legs, her stomach, across her lap, even
the bottom of her feet, with quite a few aimed at her tits and
between her legs.

After what seems an age the blows stop and unseen hands come and
unfasten Cathy from her chains. They lead her over to a table and
they fasten her down. Her hands stretched out over her head and
her legs spread as far apart as they can be stretched. Again the
voice of the moderator comes.

"Now for the time you have all been waiting for. First, what am I
bid for the privilege of shaving our slaves cunt."

"Oh, please. Not that," Cathy begs.

"Quiet, cunt!" a voice snaps. "Don't you know slaves don't have
the rights to any covering. Now lay still or you will be
punished."

Cathy lays there quietly listening to the bidding. She can do
little else. She is getting more and more nervous as the time
progresses. "What have I gotten myself into?" she wonders. "This
is going a lot further than I expected. Still if it means getting
into ABC. . ."

Presently the bidding stops. Involuntarily she shudders a bit
when she hears a heavy male footstep approach. He pauses a
moment. Then she hears a gentle snick, snick of a pair of
scissors next to her ear. His hand reaches down and takes hold of
a small amount of her pubic hair and pulls it out. The metal of
the scissors is cold against her skin as, one by one, the locks
of her cunt hair are clipped off. Leaving Cathy with a cunt
covered by fine stubble.

Shortly, as Cathy lays there on the table helpless, she feels her
pussy being covered with warm water then warm soap is applied.
"Hold real still" a strange female voice whispers in her ear. "We
wouldn't want to nick you. But don't worry, this guy has the
steadiest hands. He's shaved many cunts."

As the voice stops, she feels the cold of the razor against her
pussy as her current tormentor gets ready to finish the process
of divesting Cathy of the last of her modesty. Involuntarily, she
starts at the cold touch but his hands are sure and steady. It is
only the work of seconds before the razor stops and a warm wet
towel comes to wipe away the last of the soap. Her pussy burns a
bit, but shortly his hands come back and rub something over it to
ease the burning.

"And now for the item you have all been waiting for," Cathy's
master tormentor cries, as the footsteps of her current tormentor
recedes. Ladies, you understand that this is limited to the men.
So gentlemen what am I bid for the honor of giving our new slave
her first fuck. We have it verified that she is a virgin, so bid
lively."

"NO!" Cathy yells as a voice calls out "I'll bid $100." Her voice
is cut off as someone stuffs the remnants of her panties in her
mouth. The bidding is fast and furious, going quickly to $500 and
then finally ending up at $925. 

"Sold," rings out the voice of the moderator, "to our guest of
honor. You have bought yourself a fine virgin cunt. We eagerly
await you. Come and give her her first fuck." 

Vainly Cathy struggles against her bounds as the murmur of the
watching crowd speaks of the coming of the man that would take
her virginity. His footsteps approach, calm and confident,
walking up between the spread legs of the helpless girl. She
feels his hands on her thighs as he runs his hands up her legs
toward her warm, wet pussy. He presses in toward her as his hands
run up her stomach, avoiding for a time the promise of her spread
and inviting cunt. Firmly he takes her naked tits, one in each
hand, and squeezes them, rolling the hard red nipples between is
fingers. She feels his hard prick sandwiched between them as he
leans over and begins to kiss her. First her stomach. Then her
rib cage. Then between her firm, white, heaving breasts. Then her
neck and on to her chin. Finally she feels his lips pressing hard
against hers. She tries to shake him off but can't. He lifts his
face away from hers taking the panties that had formed a gag with
him. She feels his lips pressing against hers again. Harder this
time. Firmly, his tongue forces it's way into her mouth and
begins to explore its warm wet recesses. She struggles, but it is
no use. The kiss stops, though part of her wishes it to continue,
as his mouth seeks out her breast. He begins kissing it at the
base, circling the soft, firm mounds, finally coming to rest on
her erect nipples. Firmly he sucks them into his mouth, running
his tongue around and over them, teasing them into greater
erection. Slowly he removes his mouth gently biting down on the
red bud with his teeth and pulling on the nipple. 

Finally he raises up, running his hands back down over the path
he went up, stopping, at last at the naked pussy of the helpless
girl before him. Lightly he runs his fingers over the newly
shaved skin between her legs, getting closer and closer to the
wet lips of her waiting cunt. Finally, at long last, the probing
fingers start to rub up and down the waiting slit gently sliding
in deeper and deeper. Cathy gasps as his finger slips in and
begins to work its way in and out of her virgin cunt. Her breath
comes in short pants, getting shorter and shorter as her heart
beats faster and faster. Faster and faster his finger moves, in
and out, pausing now and then to play with the helpless girl's
clit. Faster and faster, in and out, until, with a gasp, she
stiffens and cums for the first time in her life. 

Unseen by her, he smiles as he removes his finger and kneels
between her legs. She feels his breath on her excited pussy as he
closely examines it. She feels herself blush, not only at the
thought of a strange, unseen man looking at her most intimate
parts so closely, but at having cum for the first time, and the
thought of having an audience for it. She feels his tongue
against the inside of her leg as it slowly moves toward her
spread and waiting cunt. Closer and closer it comes until she
feels it run along the folds of her wet pussy. She gasps at the
feeling. Softly, but firmly he puts his mouth to the waiting cunt
and licks the lips. Over and over, around and around his tongue
probes. Finally forcing itself into her pussy. Gently but firmly
it flicks at her clit. Keeping at it, until, with a gasp, she
comes again.

Slowly she feels him rise from his knees. She knows what must be
coming next and greets it with mixed emotions. This is not how
she pictured loosing her virginity. She is appalled and
embarrassed that something so intimate is made a public
spectacle. The other part of her wants nothing more that for him
to jam his cock into her eager wet pussy. As she lies there at
war with herself she feels the head of his cock rubbing back and
forth over the wet folds of her cunt. Her breath gets shorter as
gently he eases the head into her. With agonizing slowness he
eases it deeper and deeper into her. Silently she wishes that he
would just ram it into her and be done. Finally he meets the
resistance of her maidenhead. He pauses to let the helpless girl
under him adjust to his size. Then with one final powerful thrust
he rams his cock home. She gasps at the pain. He pauses again,
letting her recover then slowly he pulls out until only the head
remains and then pushes it back in. Faster and faster he pumps
until he finally feels her pumping with him. 

Her mind yells out "NO!" as he rams his dick into her but her
body betrays her. Involuntarily it starts to pump in rhythm with
his strokes. Her breath gets shorter and shorter as he continues
to ram his cock into her. Shorter and shorter her breath comes
until suddenly she stiffens and comes. But he doesn't stop.
Purposely he slows his stokes until she recovers and then begins
to pump with him again. Gradually they gain speed. Pumping
together faster and faster until together they stiffen and cum.
In the back of her mind she hears the voice of the moderator say,
"Now for the unveiling. Take off her blindfold and let her look
upon the face of the man who fucked her for the first time." As
his cock pours forth copious amounts of sticky, white cum they
remove her blindfold and Cathy looks up into the face of the man
on top of her. The man who had just deflowered her and made her
come not once but several times. The face of her older brother.



Suggestions on what should happen to our heroine are appreciated
and will be given due consideration.




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