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The Beginning of a Legend (1/9)
By GymDog
During my first years in college, I dated your typical sorority chick until
part way through my Junior year. Sandra was a perfect 10, but she was
draining me financially and became cold to my advances. She was very busy
as their rush coordinator and I was hoping that things would liven up when
that was through very soon. At about that time we were at a party at my
frat together where I overheard her telling one of her friends what a
pathetic loser I was and how she'd dump me as soon as she scored a rich guy.
On top of that, she was "missing" from the party for a couple hours and I
suspected she was getting personal with someone behind my back.
For several days I was depressed, but then I realized those famous words
from Animal House: "Don't get mad, get even." Later that afternoon, I
realized that I could royally mess up the initiation that Sandra was to
organize. The awesome thing was that she had told me all about the final
rush weekend where the pledges are put through a very long road rally.
Basically the pledges were grouped as triples and are given instructions on
how to get the next clue. The sisters would try and scare them and add a
lot of hype, but it was normally a pretty lame six or seven hours of
scampering all over town and would end at a farmhouse where they got
inducted formally. I would get my revenge on my low life girlfriend by
getting the pledges very lost and ruining her in front of her entire house.
That night my truly evil side realized that my revenge didn't just have to
get all of the pledges lost, but we could have a little enjoyment and play
to the fears that the sisters planted in the pledges pretty little heads.
The next day I found a big set of pink 3x5 cards in Sandra's purse that she
was printing out the instructions on. They all had numbers on them, so I
could easily tell where the pledges were supposed to start. They also
planned to send them out at 15-minute intervals so they wouldn't have to set
up different courses. A little further snooping told me that this year they
had 12 pledges that would be participating.
I got some of my most trusted buddies together and we made our own road
rally with some challenges to see how far we could get these prime fillies
to go. I had just enough time to get each location secretly taped so I
wouldn't miss a bit of the fun.
Sandra told me that we couldn't go out this Friday because she was
overseeing the entire initiation and would not even be able to talk to me
after it started six o'clock Friday night. At about 5:30, I went over to
the first location which had some pink cards stuffed behind a pay phone. I
substituted my own which was the beginning of what will probably go down as
the most famous night in my college's history. The card just said:
GET TO THE WATERING HOLE IN 10 MINUTES, BOOTH 5 ON SECOND LEVEL.
Challenge #1 - The Watering Hole (2/9)
The watering hole was a small bar that served pizza by the slice and was
never that crowded. The first group of pledges that got to the table had a
tiny blond that was about 4'9" wearing a white mini T-shirt and short black
skirt and two normal sized brunettes that almost looked like twins with
their matching jeans shorts and college T-shirts. They were all gorgeous,
as this sorority never even considered a girl that wasn't 10 material. The
brunettes looked a little shocked when they saw the card:
EACH MAKES OUT WITH ONE GUY VERY VERY PASSIONATELY
THE LEAST PASSIONATE WILL GET SPANKED ON HER PANTIES WHILE HELD ON TABLE
Tommy and the others stood up and said that time has started. The blond
just about knocked him over as she grabbed him and started kissing him and
massaging his butt. She grabbed his right hand and put it on her tits and
didn't slow when he started lifting up the hem of her skirt. The brunettes
responded just a second or two later and pressed their decent sized breasts
up and down their chests while they kissed the other two guys. The making
out went long enough for everyone to get a little perspiration going and
when time was up they guys conferred a little. They said that the blonde
was definitely the hottest and that "least passionate" was a tie. They
motioned for the blonde and one of the brunettes to sit at the booth to hold
down the other. Tommy said to take off your shorts so we can spank you.
She hesitated, so he explained to all of the girls that unless everything is
done on the challenge, they would miss their next location and initiation
later tonight. The blond strongly encouraged her friend, so in just a short
amount of time, she dropped her shorts. Tommy then said to step out of them
and she complied leaving her in conservative high cut white panties. Then
with her belly on the table and friend holding her, he kicked her legs a
little wider and let go some quick slaps. The other two guys enjoyed the
view and Tommy then gave her butt a good pinch and let the other guys give
it a quick rub. They said for the other brunette to switch places. The
first sat down still in her panties. The second brunette had a black thong
which really excited Tommy's friend Paul. When Tommy was done with the
whacks, and they were giving a few squeezes, Paul rubbed his crotch for a
bit which really got her body to quiver. They were then given back their
shorts and another card with their next location:
PROCEED TO D U AND SEE THE BAR TENDER
Tommy and his friends only spanked one girl each of the next groups, and the
last group was definitely the hottest. Group four was all blondes and wore
very attractive skirts. There was a tall one about 6'1" who was a volley
ball player or something. The others were about 5'7" with one having huge
tits. The one with the huge tits got the spanking, but the three guys felt
all did so well, that they almost let the go without giving any of them
spankings.
Challenge #2 - Signatures at DU (3/9)
DU was another frat that ours frequently competed with in sports, but we got
along really well and I thought they could use a favor. In their basement,
they had a 20x30 party room complete with a bar. Since the sororities were
all doing initiations this weekend, their president was all too happy to
have some of their guys get involved in our pledge challenges. I did have
an ulterior motive in that if any of the pledges backed out early, our frat
would not be suspected.
When a group arrived and was ushered to the party room, they got this
challenge.
GET TWO GUYS TO SIGN YOUR BODY SOMEWHERE. THE PERSON WHO HAS THE LEAST
SENIOR SIGNITURE MUST DO A DANCE WITH ONLY PANTIES ON TO GET NEXT CARD.
Group one innocently started to mingle to spot the guys they were going to
ask. The first guy the tiny blonde met said sure, but I won't sign your
arm. "To get someone as senior as I am, it will need to be somewhere
special." He led her into what is called the beer closet which was about
5'x10', surprisingly bright, with some kegs in the back. He then said I'll
sign your ass if you drop your panties and lean over really far. She
dropped them quickly, because she was horrified at the prospect of being
virtually naked in a room full of frat guys. He took some time to admire
the view after flipping her skirt on her back. He then took the big black
magic marker and drew a big D on her left cheek and a U on her right cheek.
She asked if he was done and he said, "I'm finished with your ass, but I
haven't signed you yet. Lay on your back and I'll sign inside your thigh."
When she turned around you could tell she was working hard not to show her
anger and she did what he asked. He got on his belly and put her right leg
up on his shoulder and lightly stroked her inside thigh just about touching
her pussy. She pulled him out of his daydream by saying, "You promised to
sign it, so sign it." He did and she jumped up and put on her panties.
A pattern slowly developed of each girl taking a turn in the beer closet
with a different guy. All the guys took their time and made girls strip
and/or make out. Each of the guys wanted to take it much further, but they
knew every moment in the closet was being recorded and pushing a girl too
far would ruin all of the other fun challenges we were putting them through
tonight. Since things went slow in the closet the groups ended up
over-lapping.
The tiny blonde was really pissed off when she found out she lost and had to
dance in her lacy panties. Her second signature was from a senior that
didn't belong to the frat so he had no seniority. The second group had just
started the challenge part when she had to dance. This time both of the
brunettes had to talk her into going through with it. There were only about
15 guys and the tiny blond eventually got up enough courage to do her dance
without anything but her lacy panties.
When she peeled off her bra, she revealed small breasts, but they were very
perky and would still be a decent handful. The room cheered when she turned
around and they could see the DU on her ass, and they ended up doing that to
every girl for the second, third, and fourth groups. Despite her noticeable
nerves, the blond danced fairly well and made her way around the room, much
to everyone's pleasure. Her team was rewarded with the next location card:
THIRD FLOOR OF UNDERGRAD LIBRARY - STUDY ROOM 31
There were twin blondes in the third group who DU's president got to go into
the room with him together. He got them to remove everything and even got
them to make out with each other after he told him who he was. They figured
it would guarantee their not having to dance and be humiliated. It was sad,
because they would have thought much differently if they knew all of them
would see the tape of them doing a 69 with each other. When group four had
their signatures, the judge lied and said that the blond with huge tits
lost. All of the DU brothers that were there that night had wonderful
dreams of giant tits and showed me a great deal of gratitude for dealing
them the most fascinating night that house had ever seen.
Challenge #3 - The Library (4/9)
Any of you who went to college know that on Friday night, campus libraries
are deserted. Our undergrad library actually closes at 8 p.m. to save money
on staff. My frat brother Zeke had a friend Jo that was responsible for
closing the library on Fridays so the friend agreed to keep the doors open
and just tell others that the library is closed except for groups of three
girls. When our brothers came to set things up, they noticed that Jo had
allowed a few other people to hang around anticipating something exciting.
When group one arrived and went to the third floor, they had no clue that
the library was closed and thought nothing of the fact that there were no
women anywhere. There was a guy in room 31 and a big football player
sitting a couple of tables away from the third floor restrooms. One guy
that had to be a freshman had followed the girls and hung by one of the
stacks when they entered the glassed in study room. The guy in the room
gave them their card:
GO INTO THE MEN'S RESTROOM AND THE NEXT CARD IS IN THE LARGE HANDICAPPED
STALL
These three had been much more embarrassed already, so they relaxed feeling
that this would be an easy challenge. When they thought the coast was
clear, the went into the bathroom and saw a satchel in the stall with the
next note:
REMOVE EVERY STITCH OF CLOTHING. PUT IT IN THE BAG. THE BAG WITH ALL
CLOTHES WILL GET YOU THE NEXT NOTE.
One of the brunettes started arguing with the others. "There is no way I'm
going to follow this. This is a public place and we could get arrested. My
big sister said this initiation was no big deal and she never hinted we'd
have to do stuff like this." The other two argued back and said how we'd
pass or fail this together and that they really wanted to be in a sorority
and it was too late to get into another one this year. They said how this
was a test of our trusting their judgment so it is probably just to scare
us. After about two minutes they all agreed to go through with it and soon
had everything in the satchel.
A minute later they froze when someone came in and entered the adjoining
stall. From the voice, they could tell it was the same guy from room 31 and
he reached under and grabbed the bag and was rummaging through the clothes
to make sure he had what he thought should be there along with their ID's
and stuff. The blond asked for the note and he replied. "I got to call and
ask your big sisters what your were wearing first, unless you would like me
to come over to do a very thorough inspection personally." In unison, they
replied, "No, that's OK." And he left with the bag.
About 15 minutes later they were thinking that this was a big mistake. They
knew that the next group was coming soon, but they didn't realize that the
next group was sent to the second floor and was now arguing out just as they
were a while ago. They quickly quieted and froze when the door opened and
someone came in. They could hear him using the urinal and we got a great
picture of them holding back giggles in our hidden cameras. About five
minutes later someone else came in and walked to the middle of the room the
as he was leaving said, "The card is by the door." The three were giving
"now what" looks and the blond moved to the stall door and raced over and
picked up the card. She hurried back to the protection of the stall where
they were truly frightened by the note
TO GET YOUR CLOTHES AND THE NEXT CARD GO TO BASEMENT STUDY ROOM B9.
IF YOU ARE NOT THERE IN 5 MINUTES YOUR CLOTHES WILL BE TAKEN OUT OF THE
LIBRARY.
"Shit! This is not fun anymore. I'm going to royally ream Sandra for
putting us through that." The blond said, "Yea, and I'll even sleep with
her boyfriend to show her." (What irony) The first brunette took the lead
and said, "I hate this too, but if they make us do that, I'm sure they will
take the clothes. Let's move it." She peaked her head around the corner of
the restroom and saw that the football player had his back to them and two
geeky looking guys weren't looking up from their books. She motioned to go
and all three scampered over to the stacks so they could take the back
staircase to the get to the basement. We had one guy stationed in the
basement who was very difficult to pass without being seen, but they just
had to press it to make it in 5 minutes. Our guy enjoyed quite a show
though he didn't let on what he saw.
When they got to room B9 a note said:
YOUR CLOTHES ARE IN THE HADICAP STALL IN THE THIRD FLOOR WOMEN'S BATHROOM
"ARRGH!" said the second brunette, but the first brunette put her hand over
her mouth for fear of drawing attention to them. They made their way back
and were relieved to see clothes in the stall. Some of the more plain
clothes had been replaced with sexier ones, but the girls were just happy to
have something to wear again. The final note of challenge #3 said:
GO TO THE ON CAMPUS HOTEL AND FOLLOW THE GUY WITH THE LETTER JACKET
The second group almost called it quits after having to run through the
library naked. Our guy almost went after them to blackmail them into
continuing when one of the three girls brought up that the sorority might
hear what they did at the frat in the beer closet and tell their parents.
The other groups were all just as exciting and the twins in group three
seemingly allowed themselves to be spotted by the two geeks that were camped
out on the third floor.
Challenge #4 - Coming Clean (5/9)
By now the groups were all about 15 minutes apart again when group #1 got to
the hotel. They saw Max in the letter jacket and followed him without
saying a word. When they got into the elevator, he handed them the card.
WASH ALL INK OFF YOUR BODY UNTIL HE AGREES YOUR CLEAN. YOU HAVE 12 MINUTES.
The hotel room had some good scrubbing sponges and due to time pressures,
they agreed to let the guy help get the ink off of them. All of the writing
was on "private" areas and the big DU letters on their asses took the
longest amount of time. Max milked his assignment for all that it was
worth. The third group, he convinced that the writing came off quicker with
saliva and a chewing motion and the girls were biting each other's boobs and
asses. With two of the groups he had a little time left over so he wouldn't
declare them clean until he inspected their pussies. Since no one was after
group four, so he took his time and even used his tongue. The tall blonde
chick got off rather loudly. After each was thoroughly clean, their card
read:
PROCEED TO xxxxx FRAT (I don't want to name it.)
Challenge #5 - Betting clothes (6/9)
Once they got to my frat, we had the first and third groups wait so we could
pit one group against the next. The challenge card said:
PLAY STRIP POKER AGAINST OTHER GROUP. LOST CLOTHING STAYS WITH HOUSE.
The first game had the two brunettes and tiny blond against the group that
almost backed out. That group had a girl that looked a bit Asian with long
black hair and very small boned, a blonde that looked a little like Jenny
McCarthy, and a short brunette with long straight hair and the cutest ass of
all the pledges. Since the girls didn't understand draw poker, we settled
on playing 21. They would keep playing against the house and their team
would lose a piece of clothing if they lost against the house. The game
ends when one group is nude or the time limit is up. I acted as the
dealer.
This way turned out to be better, because both groups would probably be
almost nude at the same time, where in poker, one side might have won over
the clothes more quickly. Things were pretty easy going through most of the
game. Both teams were about even when they all got down to their bra and
panties. After all, they had already been fondled, paraded around, and nude
in public. Bra and panties was like a day at the beach. Both teams won
three hands in a row and were still left in bra and panties when time
started to be a factor. We thought we set the time factor long enough to
ensure someone would be nude, but luck had been going their way.
The next two hands I, the dealer, got blackjack so we got to see the breasts
from both brunettes in team one and the two smaller girls in team two. Team
two lost the next two, so we got to see the Jenny McCarthy like breasts the
short brunette's all. Both teams then won the next two and then team one
lost three in a row. Wow, now only the Jenny McCarthy like girl and the
tiny blonde had panties. Next I, the dealer got blackjack right as the time
expired. That is the kind of strip poker games guys dream of where every
girl loses her panties. After about 5-10 minutes of making them parade
around we gave them envelopes and telling them we don't know what their next
step is and we aren't supposed to know. Both groups read their card saying:
BOTH GROUPS RIDE IN BLUE CAR PARKED ACROSS THE STREET. FOLLOW MAP ON FRONT
SEAT, KEY IS UNDER DRIVER'S FLOOR MAT.
It was really dark out and that section of street isn't well lit. Both
groups talked to each other and the Jenny McCarthy looking girl asked if
anyone would give her something to wear. We replied we had strict orders
not to "interfere." They finally got out and left just before group three
arrived.
The game between group three and four was a little bit lop-sided. The twins
in group three kept busting, so group three was nude just as group four was
down to panties and bras. I suspect the twins realized what they were
doing. The guys were really disappointed that the blonde with huge tits got
away without having to show them off. Those groups had similar instructions
except with a different car.
Challenge #6 - Prepare for Initiation (7/9)
For the mock initiation, one brother had a farm his uncle was trying to rent
out. It had a good size barn and was just under an hour away. We had our
pledges to a great job of cleaning it up and decorating it like we felt a
sorority might actually do. We had streamers and a few hooded robes,
candles, blankets on hay bales for seats, refreshments waiting on ice, etc..
The card on the refreshment stand said:
WHEN ALL GROUPS ARRIVE, BLINDFOLD EACH OTHER. HANDCUFF YOURSELVES TO THE
RAIL ON THE NORTH WALL. WAIT FOR YOUR SISTERS TO COME INITIATE YOU.
There were 12 blindfolds and handcuffs on the covered hay bales next to the
north wall.
We hired a nude dancer from a city about two hours from campus to act as our
master of ceremonies. She came in first and adjusted blindfolds. Most of
the guys that were part of the evening's activities then filed in and sat on
bleachers made from hay bales and wore cloaks that we used in our
initiations. We lowered the lights and had candles lit so that we could
still see, but anyone trying to peek through the blindfold would have
difficulty cheating.
Challenge #7 - The Mock Initiation (8/9)
Our dancer read from the cue cards, "Welcome girls to the sisterhood of
(name of sorority). You have done well to overcome the trials placed before
you and have earned all that you will receive from us tonight. I am from
your national council and will be the only voice you hear until these
ceremonies are complete. You will not say anything under any circumstance.
Silence during the remaining events are to help you focus on exactly what is
going on and the sacrifice that binds us in sisterhood"
She then walked over and pulled off the bra and panties from the remaining
three girls from group four. "The first step into sisterhood is the
ceremonial washing." One by one we unhandcuffed a girl and brought her to a
big pan of warm water and we washed her from head to toe. Then they were
lead to a make shift table where her legs were shaved and pussy trimmed into
their trademark pattern. Having enjoyed much better times with Sandra, I
knew the shape by heart. Then, four or five guys would give here a massage.
I believe each girl really enjoyed her makeover and perhaps something
similar had already been done at the sorority. The last step was definitely
uncomfortable where each girl was douched and given an enema. After a final
washing they were handcuffed to their north wall where the bales had been
rearranged to form beds.
Note: Up to this point in all of the evening's activities, the girls agreed
to do everything they did and though we tricked them, we didn't try to push
them too far. I debated on leaving out the last part of the story, but
since we got lucky and they ended up liking it, I included it below.
Twelve of us got up and went to the girls and spread their legs. We gave
them some oral sex and then had our master of ceremonies explain when the
sister is ready it will be your turn to do it back. We got about ever other
girl and un-cuffed them and placed them between the legs of another. After
a while we switched them back. I was very surprised nobody really objected.
I guess this was the kind of stuff they expected or wanted to happen.
Now we went for the gold. Our master of ceremonies said, "Our sisterhood
unites us, but men are also most agreeable companions." We have selected
some prime examples of manhood to give you pleasure tonight. When you get
up tomorrow, you and we shall be one of us. Then all of the guys went up
and took a girl and began fucking her. I chose the thin brunette with the
cute ass. I was so surprised as I was entering her when I hit something.
She gave a little squeal as I broke her maidenhead. Wow. I hit the jackpot
- she was a virgin. Man was that fun. The fucking went on for over two
hours with guys occasionally switching off. We gagged about three of them
who started resisting. Finally we took some ether and knocked them out.
We cleaned up the barn to remove all traces of our initiation and had others
take regular pictures of the girls in various lesbian positions. We then
just laid them in the middle of the floor with their old clothes and the two
car keys for the vehicles they came in.
Ending (9/9)
The older sisters beat the crap out of my old girlfriend Sandra for "taking
them to the wrong barn." The pledge class told the girls it was a very
exciting night and that they weren't upset about what they went through.
The tall volleyball player got them to allow her to plan the next year's
initiation even though she'd only be a sophomore. The pledges were not
happy that Sandra seemed to deviate from the other sisters and laughed when
she denied it. They planned a little initiation for Sandra themselves. I'm
still trying to find out what they did, but Sandra is dropping out of
college and won't come back for her senior year.
The cute blonde girl (Peggy is her name) did start going out to me and
gives me all the sex I want without trying to drain every last penny from my
pockets. I think the initiation brought out the kinky side in her since she
like have sex outdoors, and even got me in a foursome with her and the twins
after they had a bit too much to drink. The DU's have tried to repay me for
their great evening, and invite me to their most exciting events. The
videos are a highly prized treasure that would probably sell a million
copies if we ever published it. Several of us are trying to work out ways
to be involved in next year's initiation. Wish us luck.
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