The Pledge Mistress
Copyright 2006 by EC
EC's Erotic Art & Fiction - http://www.ecgraphicarts.com/

(warnings: erotic discipline, sex between adults, medical fetish, public nudity, 
sexual hazing)

Chapter 27 – An evening with Pledge Ken

The rest of the day passed uneventfully. The pledges from both the fraternity and 
the sorority were escorted together to their classes while Lisa continued working 
for Ruth Burnside and attending her summer classes for the Economics 
Department. On Thursday night following dinner, Tracy told her pledges and Ken 
to gather up their study materials and follow her to the library. Any fun that Lisa 
or Bernadette had planned for the evening was canceled, because time was 
quickly passing and the pledges had to start thinking about their midterms. Also, 
everyone needed to get to bed early to make up for the 4:00 run that morning. 
There would be no sexual play with Ken that night: just studying and sleeping.

The women and Ken sullenly walked in single file to the library, ordered not to 
talk so they could concentrate on how best to utilize their time studying. It turned 
out the silent walk was beneficial, because it gave the pledges an opportunity to 
clear their minds and think about their academic problems. For the next three 
hours they sat quietly in a conference room, catching up on several homework 
assignments and reading for class on Friday. As soon as they returned to the 
sorority Tracy ordered everyone to clean up and get in bed. To make absolutely 
sure nothing got between her group and sleep she waited with crossed arms until 
Ken was lying on his cot and the women were settled in the guest room.

Tracy had learned that Ken had fallen way behind in his coursework as a result of 
his week at the sorority. Undoubtedly the same was true for his fellow pledges, 
which she perceived as a serious problem. She resolved to get all of the pledges, 
male and female, a few hours to dedicate to their coursework over the weekend. 
The sorority would have to ease up on "Hell Week" and give the guys some time 
to study.

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Friday morning, following PT and clean-up, Tracy and her group made their 
normal trek to the university. The Pledge Mistress left the freshmen in the custody 
of a sophomore who would escort them to class, because she wanted to ask Ruth 
Burnside if she could borrow her office for a study session on Sunday. Because 
she was walking alone with the Pledge Mistress, Lisa realized she had a chance to 
talk to her in private, even if it was just for a few minutes.

She explained her doubts about her behavior towards Ken, and that she needed to 
talk to him and "resolve some issues". The problem was the lack of any 
opportunity to be alone with him. Bernadette always snatched him for a round of 
sex and Lisa was faced with the problem of what to do with Kathleen. What she 
needed was to be alone, truly alone, with Ken and not face the prospect of being 
interrupted.

Tracy was well-aware of Ken's inner struggles, although she considered what he 
had told her confidential and not to be shared with Lisa. She did agree, however, 
that her pledge needed an evening alone with her ex-boyfriend. The Pledge 
Mistress calculated that Ken would tell Lisa many of the secrets he had told her 
when she confronted him about his feelings towards Jason. He just had to have 
some time to think through what he wanted to say and how he would say it. Yes, 
she needed to make sure Lisa had an opportunity to talk with him.

"Pledge Lisa, I can take care of Pledge Bernadette and Pledge Kathleen and keep 
them away from you and Pledge Ken. I'll simply bring them back to the library 
after the Friday night meeting. They need to study anyway, which, by the way, is 
something you to do as well. You'll get your time alone with him. I'll make sure 
about that."

"Thank you, ma'am."

"In exchange for what I'm gonna do for you, I want something back."

"Yes ma'am?"

"I want some responsibility out of you. I want you to think about how what you 
do with Pledge Ken is going to affect Pledge Kathleen, and how what you do with 
Pledge Kathleen is going to affect Pledge Ken. That's a lot to worry about, and 
doesn't give you much time to worry about yourself. Their needs come before 
yours."

"Yes, ma'am."

Lisa said nothing more as they entered the Economics Building. Upon entering 
the back office, she took off her clothes and assumed the position of submission 
in front of Burnside's desk. For a couple of minutes she was left standing with her 
legs spread and her hands behind her head while her two mentors chatted about 
freshman classes and the midterm schedule. 

Finally Burnside ordered Lisa to prepare some tea, which she set on a tray and 
served after going to her knees. Lisa no longer felt strange about serving tea while 
naked and kneeling because it had become part of her daily routine. Anyhow, she 
had no right to object, because her plan for Kathleen was to have her spend her 
life doing the exact same thing. 

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Following the Friday night dinner, President Alexandra announced that the 
anticipated hike had been postponed until the following weekend because the 
Triple A pledges needed to complete "Hell Week". Lisa realized that Tracy 
already must have known about the change, because she and her companions had 
not yet started breaking in their hiking boots.

That Friday there were two "birthday girls", a sophomore and a senior, who had 
been required to spend the afternoon in the nude in anticipation of their birthday 
spanking. There was the usual "Happy Birthday" celebration, followed by a 
spanking over the lap of the chapter president, and finally the birthday gifts, a 
necklace for the sophomore and a ring for the senior. As always, the celebration 
ended with group pictures and plenty of posturing with reddened bottoms for the 
cameras.

Immediately after the meeting Tracy fulfilled her promise to take Cherine, 
Bernadette, and Kathleen out of the house so Lisa could spend the evening alone 
with Ken. She ordered three very disappointed freshmen to pack their book bags 
and get ready to spend the evening at the library. When confronted with sullen 
glances, she forced them to do several sets of pushups. She poked each freshman 
in the chest with her index finger and snapped:

"Look, as far as I'm concerned your grades suck! We're gonna fix that! If I don't 
see some improvement, your butts are gonna be spending some quality time with 
our newest heavy-duty leather strap! We need to break it in, and you ought to be 
grateful I'm giving you the chance to not be used as target practice!"

The threat worked. There was no hint of any further objection to spending Friday 
night at the library.

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Once the Pledge Mistress and the three freshmen had departed, Lisa sought out 
the Tri-Alpha pledges and separated Ken from the others. He quietly followed her 
into the guest room and sank to his knees. Lisa closed the door and 
unceremoniously stripped off her pledge uniform. Once her body was uncovered, 
she did something the surprised him. She knelt next to him and took his hand.

"I…don't wanna do any S&M tonight. But I do want to spend some time with 
you."

Ken nodded, unsure how to respond. Lisa continued.

"And…I wanna tell you…that I'm sorry…for all that shit I said to you…you 
know…what I told you a couple of weeks ago…when we were at the pool."

"You don't need to apologize, Lisa. You were right to be pissed off at me. I was 
the one who screwed everything up between us."

"You can't help being who you are. I mean…if you're gay, you can't help that."

"I don't know that I am. That's the problem. I really don't know whether I'm gay 
or not. I mean…all of it's just a bunch of fantasies. And I'm not just talking 
about…you know… I mean, whenever I'm having sex, what's going on in real 
life is completely disconnected from what's going on in my head…"

He took a deep breath:

"I'm a lot more fucked up than I realized. I was hoping that it might be something 
simple, that I was just gay and needed to find a relationship. But that's not it. 
That's not what it is."

"Maybe you just haven't met the right person yet…"

"No! That's not it! There's no such thing as the 'right person'. Not for me. No 
such thing. That's what I've found out since joining the Triple A's."

"So you haven't seen anyone who interests you?"

"No. At least not in the fraternity. I mean, there's a couple of guys who've had 
their eyes on me and I know they're gonna want to play once I swear in, but I'm 
not interested. I'm not attracted to them. I thought I would be, but I'm not."

"Maybe you just gotta give it some time."

Ken shook his head.

"That's not it. It won't make any difference. I'm gonna have to say 'no' to them. 
I'm just not attracted. They're not what I want."

"Well, if you're still worried about Jason, you've got to knock that off! You can't 
spend your life obsessing about Jason! You can't keep thinking about him, 
because he's gone! You'll destroy yourself if you don't get over him!"

"I know that. There's something else I know, and this is what really scares me. I 
was never in love with him. The real Jason, that is. I was in love with my own 
fantasies. I was in love with something that never existed. And the problem is, it's 
not the first time that's happened. I've been doing the same thing all my life."

"…and you just realized that?"

"I realized it when I talked to Pledge Mistress Tracy. We started talking because 
she got interested in what's going on with me. I mean…we started talking about 
Jason…and… we talked about Cecilia, and what's going on between them, 
and…I mean…a whole bunch of other stuff too."

"So, did you resolve anything?"

"Sort of. Tracy made me realize that what happened with Jason is sort of a pattern 
for me. It happened a couple of times in high school too. Always the same set-
up…"

With that Ken repeated what he had learned from talking to Tracy, that the only 
males he had fallen in love with were ones he had no hope of ever seducing. 
Always the same type of guy, and always one with a girlfriend. To Lisa it was 
very clear that Tracy was right. What attracted Ken was not the real-life person, 
but instead a fantasy that focused upon converting a real man into a fictionalized 
one.

The conversation switched to Ken's fantasies towards women. He haltingly 
confessed his attraction for Tracy and his disdain for Bernadette and Cherine. He 
repeated what he had discovered by talking to Tracy, that only a specific type of 
woman attracted him, just as only a certain type of man attracted him. As Ken 
continued examining his own life, Lisa realized that being able to put into words 
the separation between his sexual fantasies and what was really going on around 
him would be hugely beneficial.

Lisa felt sorry for Ken, because she realized that for him to find what he was 
looking for in a partner would be extremely difficult. The closest he had come to 
fulfilling any of his desires was his relationship with Lisa, and even that had not 
worked out because she had not understood what he truly needed. He felt the need 
to surrender himself to a lover who could both dominate and protect him. Lisa 
mistook his desire as simple masochism, but the truth was that Ken's needs went 
way beyond simply being punished. As the spring semester progressed, Lisa's 
whippings did not satisfy him because she did not demand control over his life. 
He needed to be dominated and guided, much in the same way Jason had 
surrendered his life to Cecilia, and much in the say way that Kathleen was 
surrendering herself to Lisa. 

Suddenly Lisa realized that Ken's needs and Kathleen's needs were very similar. 
Tracy's words "you really don't know what's going on with Ken. None of us do," 
and "to keep an open mind" came back to her.  Several thoughts ran through 
Lisa's mind simultaneously. She felt a surge of regret over the lost opportunity of 
enjoying a long-term relationship with her companion. Had she understood what 
Ken needed, she could have given it to him and satisfied many of her own 
psychological needs as well. She needed a male sexual partner and realized that, 
of the all men she had known so far, Ken was by far the most compatible. She 
wondered if she could re-start sexual contact with him, even if the possibility of a 
romantic relationship had passed. 

She checked herself, realizing that concentrating on sex was precisely why the 
relationship between her and Ken failed in the first place. What he needed was a 
combination of sexual surrender and psychological control. For a relationship 
with him to work, it had to have both elements. How strange! Lisa could perceive 
the need in Kathleen within days of getting to know her, and yet could not see the 
same need in her boyfriend, after having known him for nearly a year!

Lisa's thoughts drifted from Ken's desires to her own. Part of the reason she had 
wanted some time alone with him was because she was in the mood for sex with a 
male partner. As much as Lisa cared for Kathleen, her sexual orientation had not 
changed and throughout her life she would need to break away every so often to 
indulge in sex with guys. She was grateful for Ken's presence, because in spite of 
all the changes that had transpired over the past month, he still was the guy with 
whom she preferred to have sex. It was with him that she felt a familiar presence 
in her life. There was another issue pushing Lisa to make love to Ken. Because he 
was an important part of her past, he was the one person with whom she could 
have sex and not feel guilty about cheating on Kathleen.

At that moment Lisa still considered Ken as her "ex-" and planned to treat him as 
a casual sexual partner. However, her instinct to exert control forced her to 
consider what changes she might want to make in their sex life so she could begin 
controlling him psychologically. Her desire to control him was not out of overt 
hope that she might reclaim him as a long-term boyfriend, but instead a 
subconscious desire arising from the dominating instinct in her personality.

Ken fully expected Lisa to grab an implement, order him to bend over, and start 
beating him. He assumed there was plenty of pent-up aggression in her and was 
afraid. As always, the fear sexually aroused him and his penis was quite erect. 
However, Lisa's treatment of him that night would be very different from what he 
expected because of what she had learned over the past week. She did not want to 
punish him, but instead to seduce him and control him.

She grabbed his penis and stroked it a couple of times before getting on her 
elbows and knees. She spread her legs and turned her bottom up, completely 
exposing her shaved pelvis and bottom-hole to his eager gaze. The old erotic 
desire returned as Ken touched her and explored her most private area with his 
fingertips. He realized he was very aroused by Lisa's posture, partly because she 
unknowingly had assumed the same position Tracy had taken several nights 
before. Ken pushed in and thrust very hard. For the first time in a while he was 
able to concentrate on the person with whom he was making love at the moment, 
realizing how much more he preferred making love to Lisa over making love to 
Bernadette.

Once Lisa climaxed, she sat on the sofa, spread her legs, and ordered Ken to get a 
wet washcloth and clean her off. To comply he had to get on his knees, which was 
what Lisa wanted. Once she was adequately clean she ordered him to lie over her 
lap so she could inspect the marks from Heather's caning earlier in the week. The 
bruises were gone, but Lisa spent a long time gently running her hand over his 
bottom, enjoying the chance to touch and explore his skin at her leisure. It was 
obvious Ken was enjoying the attention as well, because Lisa felt his penis 
hardening and pressing against her thigh.

"I really think you could use a spanking. That's what you want from me, isn't it, 
you naughty boy?"

"Yeah…It's what I want…"

"Such a naughty thing to want from me. So, if I give you your spanking, what do I 
get in return? Hmm? What do I get out of it?"

"I'll do whatever you want…please. I'll do whatever you want."

"That's a good boy. '…whatever I want'. That's what I need to hear."

Lisa was fascinated by what was happening between her and her former 
boyfriend. She was talking to him in a kind, but condescending tone of voice, 
very different from the usual yelling and insults that had accompanied their love-
making before the beginning of the summer. She discovered that if she talked to 
him seductively instead of roughly, he seemed much more submissive, as opposed 
to simply being obedient. Lisa realized there was an important difference between 
submission and obedience. What she wanted from him was total submission and 
complete psychological surrender. She wanted to actually control his thinking.

She began spanking slowly and softly, using the same technique on Ken that had 
worked so well on Kathleen. She took breaks from the slapping to fondle and 
massage his reddening backside, occasionally reaching between his thighs to 
tickle his testicles. He turned his bottom up, seeking her fingertips against his 
exposed skin. Lisa realized that Kathleen had reacted in exactly the same way the 
last time she spanked her.

Ken kept his legs spread and settled comfortably over Lisa's lap. He loved the 
helpless child-like feeling and the surrender she was asking of him. At the same 
time he was very aroused, partly because never before had Lisa been so gentle 
and patient with him. 

After nearly 30 minutes of slaps, massage, and fondling, Ken was desperate to 
relieve his desires inside Lisa a second time. She knew the session over her lap 
had reached its climax and now it was time to reward herself with another 
exquisite orgasm. Lisa ordered Ken to lie on the floor on his back. She straddled 
him, grabbed his penis to guide it inside her body, and lowered herself. She 
rocked back and forth as she felt him pulsating inside her, aroused not just by the 
feeling of her lover's erect organ discharging into her body, but also by the 
feeling of being in complete control over their time together. He was doing what 
she told him to do. He was under her control, even if just for the evening.

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Lisa went to bed early, anticipating the need to get up at 4:00 for another 
streaking session to the stadium with Tracy and her fellow pledges. Sure enough, 
at 4:00 a.m. the guest-room rang out with Tracy's familiar:

"OK, sleeping beauties! UP-UP-UP! Let's go…Let's go…Let's go!"

The women put on their shoes, stretched, and were out the door within 20 
minutes. There was a calm, familiar feeling to the early morning run, especially 
for Lisa and Kathleen. Even Bernadette and Cherine felt much more relaxed 
running naked on Saturday than they had Thursday, given that it was not their 
first streak. As before, Heather's friend was waiting with her camera, and as 
before, Sergeant Polk was standing by Gate 4 to let the women into the stadium.

On the stairs Kathleen sprinted ahead of the others, while Cherine managed to 
keep up with Lisa and finish running all six flights of steps non-stop. Bernadette's 
time was only slightly improved over her performance from Thursday, which 
meant the group would have to return to the stadium Monday. That was fine with 
Lisa, because she truly enjoyed having the opportunity to run naked, even if it was 
at a very strange hour in the morning.

As the Four-Betas exited the stadium, Polk stopped the group to chat with Tracy. 
Lisa could tell that her Pledge Mistress was very nervous about being forced into 
a "casual" conversation just so the security officer could have a few extra minutes 
to study her body. She felt that she needed to come to Tracy's rescue by somehow 
distracting Polk and make him too nervous to continue chatting. 

Lisa remembered how she had distracted the clerks in the shoe store by turning 
her back to them and bending over to tie her shoelaces. She decided to repeat that 
performance for the benefit of the security officer. She began with stretching 
exercises, but then pretended to notice that her shoestrings were loose. She calmly 
turned around, spread her feet and turned them inward, and bent over to 
completely expose herself. As she fiddled with her shoes, she glanced between 
her legs to notice Polk staring at her with wide eyes. Obviously what Lisa was 
doing was far more interesting than continuing to chat with his fellow Reservist. 
The teasing calm vanished from his voice as he stammered and totally forgot what 
he wanted to say to Tracy. 

Lisa flexed her body to expose herself even more as she casually pulled off a shoe 
and dumped a pebble out. She was totally shameless and loved the feeling of 
absolute exposure. Even more, she was fascinated at the thought of controlling 
Polk's emotions by doing something as simple as showing off her body.

The distraction allowed Tracy to break off the conversation and order her group to 
"move out!" She wasn't sure whether Lisa's performance had been deliberate, but 
was grateful for the interruption and the chance to tactfully escape from the 
security guard. Of course, Monday morning they'd have to show up naked yet 
again, but the Pledge Mistress could worry about that in two days.

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As the weekend progressed, the Tracy became increasingly worried about the 
newcomers' academic performance. On Saturday afternoon, following house 
clean-up, she rounded up her group, ordered them to pack their book-bags, and 
marched them to Ruth Burnside's house in the stifling afternoon heat. The young 
women undressed in the living room and spent the next eight hours hunched over 
their books, while Tracy made herself available to answer questions and help 
them get caught up with various homework assignments.

On Sunday night Tracy planned another study break, one that would include the 
males. She announced that immediately after dinner both groups of pledges were 
to pick up their backpacks and go with her to the university library. They would 
study from 6:30 to 10:00 before returning to the sorority house. Upon getting 
back, the women would go straight to bed, while Tracy would take the men back 
to the Tri-Alpha house and release them back to the fraternity.

Tracy's plan caused resentment among the other members of the sorority, because 
she was shortening "Hell Week" and taking the Tri-Alpha males away from their 
duties to pleasure the women. She also was taking the Four-Beta pledges away 
from their clean-up responsibilities. However, Tracy sharply rebuked her peers as 
she held up a copy of the Pledge Manual:

"Any of you who don't like what I'm doing had better take a good look at what's 
in this manual. I am responsible, first and foremost, for the academic success of 
the pledges. It's been this way since 1946, and I think you'd better remind 
yourselves why that rule was written. If those pledges fail their classes, it's my 
ass! So guess what? Tonight they're gonna study, and then they're gonna sleep, 
because tomorrow's a school day! That's my decision, and if you don't like it, 
tough shit! If enough of you have a problem with that, then go right ahead and 
elect yourselves a new Pledge Mistress while we're gone!"

As soon as Tracy left with Pledge Master Arnold and the nine pledges, Sergeant-
at-Arms Heather made a very unfortunate miscalculation. She expected that the 
resentment against Tracy was enough to have her voted out as Pledge Mistress 
and called an emergency meeting of everyone present in the sorority house. 
Because she was an officer, she had the right to call an instant meeting, even 
without the prior approval of President Alexandra.

Heather laid out her case against Tracy, that she was overly-protective of the 
pledges and taking her duty as Pledge Mistress way too seriously. The position 
had made her combative and unwilling to cooperate with the other members of 
the sorority. One problem with the way Tracy was handling the pledges was that 
she was not letting the other sorority members participate in their hazing and 
preventing anyone else from having the opportunity to get to know them.

"I don't know what's gotten into her. She's got no respect for any of the rest of 
us, and to be quite honest, she's really starting to piss me off! Maybe she's taking 
her Army shit too seriously or something. Anyhow, you've heard my thoughts. 
We ought to get rid of her, before things with the pledges go any further!"

President Alexandra took a deep breath. She liked Heather a lot more than she 
liked Tracy. They had been friends since they were pledges and Alexandra had 
been expecting that Heather would succeed her in the fall as chapter president. 
However, the Sergeant-at-Arms had just made an enormous mistake by calling the 
meeting, because the other officers disagreed about the need to replace Tracy. 

Yes, it was true that none of the seniors really liked Tracy. Yes, it was true that 
Tracy was uncompromising and obnoxious. However, Four-Beta tradition 
mandated that her behavior was what was expected of a good Pledge Mistress. 
Tracy's job description not only required her to be tough on the pledges, but also 
tough about protecting their interests, watching over their well-being and willing 
to confront other sorority members if necessary. Being Pledge Mistress was a 
difficult and unpopular assignment, not one suited for a member interested in 
being friends with everyone else. 

Alexandra had nominated Tracy to be Pledge Mistress precisely because she had 
the character traits that best suited her for that job. She was not particularly 
gregarious, somewhat aloof from the other members, and did not care whether she 
was well-liked or not. Of all the women in the sorority she was by far the toughest 
and most inflexible, and also the one most obsessed with learning and following 
rules and traditions. She most certainly had a unique style of handling pledges, 
but so far it had been successful. They were doing quite well and it looked like 
none of them was going to drop out of the program. 

Heather had the shock of her life when only one person, the junior who was her 
best friend, seconded her motion to remove Tracy as Pledge Mistress. The other 
seniors and many of the juniors may not have liked Tracy, but very few of them 
thought anyone else was better suited to be Pledge Mistress. It turned out that the 
grumbling about the pledges being out on a study break did not translate into any 
desire to replace her. Heather glanced at Alexandra, silently pleading for help.

Alexandra's look gave Heather her answer. Sorry Heather, I can't support you on 
this. You shouldn't have called this meeting without talking to me first. You're on 
your own. 

Heather's face turned white as she realized that she had just totally humiliated 
herself. Lacking support from Alexandra, the Sergeant-at-Arms knew better than 
to proceed with a formal vote. It was clear there was almost no support among the 
others for her effort to remove the Pledge Mistress. In fact, the meeting had 
achieved the exact opposite of what she wanted by making the juniors and 
sophomores who supported Tracy realize that plenty of others in the sorority felt 
the same way. Heather, who up until that moment was guaranteed to be elected 
chapter president in the fall, had just placed her ambitions in jeopardy. Now that 
the rivalry was out in the open, many of the younger women began to wonder if 
Tracy would actually make a better leader than Heather.

Heather retreated from the meeting, unsure how to handle the rebuke. Had she 
been able to put the incident into perspective, she would have realized that the 
best way to deal with it would have been to do nothing and let it fade with the 
passage of time. However, she saw the sorority presidency slipping away from 
her, which distorted her thinking and her perception of her duty as a Four-Beta 
officer.

Heather needed to figure out how she could undermine the Pledge Mistress. If she 
didn't, Tracy would become the next chapter president. No, that could not be 
allowed. Somehow, Tracy had to be stopped.


