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Joining a Sorority
The good thing about hindsight is how clear it is. The bad thing is
that you don't get to go back and re-do things you might have done
differently. Now that I'm a college graduate, I've had time to think
about things from my freshman year and one thing in particular that I
might have done differently.
I wasn't your typical freshman student. When I graduated from high
school I decided not to go to college right away. Instead, I enlisted
in the Army. My parents weren't happy with that decision and announced
that if I ever decided I wanted to go to college, I'd have to pay for it
myself. Well, the G.I. bill would take care of that once I got out of
the Army. But the whole issue of money became moot when a plane crash
took my parents away from me a few months before I was discharged at the
end of my second enlistment.
So, instead of being 18 or 19, like most of the other freshmen, I was
25. I'd moved to the town near the college a few months before the
school year began and had even managed to start dating a junior. Anna
was majoring in bio-chemistry and besides being very smart, she was tall
and very good-looking. I'm kind of average, 5'8" and thin. I was a
runner before I enlisted and being in the Army made me even more of one.
One of the things I liked about dating Anna was that she would go out
of her way to wear flats so we could dance cheek to cheek and look each
other in the eye.
Anna was very active in her sorority, Omega Omega Pi and she had
encouraged me to find a fraternity and join it. I wasn't interested and
tried to explain it to her over lunch one afternoon just before
registration began.
"I know you think that all that Greek stuff is really great, but I'm too
old for those games. I don't want to be hazed and I've been through all
the male bonding I need in this lifetime." "But it would be so much fun
if you pledged." "Sorry sweetie, I'm not pledging a fraternity." That
had been a sore point, but we cleared it up quickly enough. If there
were joint parties, she'd just take me as her date, or go alone.
Registration had been easy enough and I found myself enrolled in a full
load of classes. Having been out of the academic environment for six
years made it tough to get back into the swing of things. I felt
somewhat out of place, as almost all of my classmates were 18 and 19.
But I knew that the self-discipline I'd learned in the military would
carry me right on through to graduation.
The first weekend I was hoping to spend a lot of my free time with Anna,
but she was involved with the pledge class of Omega Pi. We did manage
to sneak in a late supper on Sunday night.
"I've missed you Anna." "I've missed you too, Don. But I don't have a
choice. I'm the pledge class supervisor this year and that means I've
got to be involved in all the activities." "How long will this pledge
thing go on?" "Three more weeks. Then we'll have our traditional
weekend hazing rituals and it will all be over and then I'm yours
again." "Three whole weeks?" "Yep." "That sucks, Anna. I guess if
I'd wanted to spend more time with you I should have pledged your
sorority and not that frat you wanted me to join." Anna laughed at
that. "I don't think you'd like the hazing we do at Omega Pi. It
starts this weekend and runs for three whole weeks." I didn't have a
choice. I resigned myself to spending most of the next few weeks alone
with my homework. And that's how it might have ended up going, if I'd
been smart enough to avoid temptation.
But the following Friday night, after a few beers at a local pub, I
started missing Anna. I was also curious to see just how wild those
hazing rituals got. So I decided I'd go and take a peek. Now if I
hadn't been in the Army, I wouldn't have felt confident about my ability
to go and spy on the hazing. But I had been an Airborne Ranger and was
well trained in the arts of "sneaking and peeking." So I went home,
changed into dark clothing and started my recon of the Omega Pi house.
I circled around through a wooded area to the rear of the Omega Pi
house, and then using the trees for cover, snuck up on the building. It
took awhile. Unlike what you have seen in the movies, a stealthy recon
takes lots of time. So it took me over an hour to reach the vantage
point I wanted. Finally, I was standing near a window, hidden behind a
bush. I took a look in, but this wasn't the pledge room. It was just
some girls sitting around drinking. I moved to another window.
Paydirt! Anna had said that there were only five girls in the pledge
class. They had wanted eight, but one girl had decided to pledge
somewhere else. There, in a big room were seven girls. I guess they'd
found two more pledges and were only one short now of their goal. They
were naked and to my surprise, they were held prisoner against the far
wall, bound by shackles at their wrists and ankles. Four sorority
members, including Anna, were sitting around a circle drawn in the
floor, and they were chanting. There were candles and the whole thing
looked like a scene out of a movie I'd seen in the post theater in Germany.
All of a sudden, I was shoved from my hiding place and found myself
laying on the ground. Two women were standing over me. Now I'd figured
that if I got caught, I could disable any of the women long enough to
escape. I took up a fighting stance, but to my surprise, the two of
them just laughed. One of them blew some dust into my face and I felt
dizzy. They then overpowered me and led me into the room where the
pledges were naked against the wall.
Anna was shocked to see me standing there. "Don? How did he get here?"
"He was outside, spying on the ritual." "How much did he see?" "We
don't know." I tried to speak, but found myself unable to utter a
sound. A side effect of whatever they'd used to overpower me I guess.
"Well Anna, he is your male, so you can decide what we will do with
him." Anna smiled. "I'm open to suggestions, ladies. Anyone have any
ideas?" One of the pledges spoke up. "Mistress Anna, if he wants to
see how pledges are initiated into the sorority so much, perhaps he
should get to experience it himself." "An excellent suggestion, Pledge
Margaret. I am going to place this year's pledge class in charge of
preparing our newest pledge for his initiation rituals." "Mistress
Anna, shouldn't that be for HER initiation?" "You are so right, Pledge
Margaret. Take HER upstairs and prepare her. You are released and have
two hours to accomplish your new assignment."
With that, the shackles binding the pledges to the wall snapped open.
Maybe someone had been standing next to a switch and had pushed it to
free them. I wasn't sure of anything, still a bit dizzy from that
powder. Margaret and another pledge came over and took my arms and led
me out of the room and up the stairs.
The seven girls took me into a bathroom and after stripping my clothes
away, started shaving off my body hair. When I was completely shaved
below the neck, save for a triangle shaped patch around my dick, they
shoved me into a bathtub full of scented water. I was still powerless
to resist. They washed my hair with a very sweet smelling shampoo.
After I'd soaked for an hour or so in the tub they dried me off.
I was led into a bedroom and they sat me down on a bed. One of them
started polishing my toenails the same bright red color they all seemed
to be wearing. I hadn't noticed that little detail about all of the
pledges until just then. While one did that, another put makeup on my
face and another attempted to style my hair. While I had let it grow
longer since getting out of the Army, it was still pretty short. She
finally gave up and went into another room. She returned a moment later
with a wig, which she put on my head. Finally, the pledges led me back
down the stairs and into the pledge room, where I was shackled to the
wall with the other seven girls.
Anna spoke in a voice I hadn't heard her use before. It was powerful,
hypnotic, almost otherworldly. "Because there is a new pledge present,
the rest of tonight's ritual is suspended. The eight of you will remain
here throughout the night in bondage to the supreme force, offering
worship. One of you will teach the new pledge how she should do the
chants with you. We will return in the morning."
I didn't recognize or understand any of the words in the chant. But I
learned them and the rhythm of the chant quickly enough, and we chanted.
All night long. Finally, the sun rose in the morning and Anna and two
other girls came back into the room. One of them pointed at me. I
hadn't realized it until she pointed at my crotch, but somehow during
the night I'd become erect. Anna didn't look pleased and she walked
over to me and touched my erection lightly with one finger. Instantly,
it deflated.
"Ladies, you may stop chanting." With that, silence fell on the room.
It lasted for a long moment. Anna continued. "Pledge Margaret. Take
the new pledge with you, and prepare her to attend our breakfast this
morning. I want her properly attired, like the rest of you. Quickly."
Anna and the other two left without a word. Margaret grabbed me by the
arm and pulled me back upstairs into her room. "Come on, we don't want
to be late for breakfast." To my surprise, my body now worked, but I
didn't resist her. Inside her room, Margaret began pulling clothes from
the dressers and closet. Quickly, the bed was covered in clothing. She
dressed herself first, as I averted my eyes. Then she dressed me in her
clothes. I was still in a bit of a daze, but that didn't stop her. She
dressed me as easily as if I'd been a newborn baby.
Panties, black tights, a bra, a black knit skirt, a ribbed t-shirt and a
sweater over it. She pulled shoes with three inch heels onto my feet
and pulled the strap as tight as it would go. "That way you won't be
tempted to slip your shoes off. Now let's go."
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