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Chapter 2
On the follwing Friday after classes, Sophie was instructed to be at the main
house by 4 in the afternoon. When she arrived, a serving maid named Kristee
greeted her at the door. Kristee was one of the most impressive girls that
Sophie had encountered when she initially arrived at the house. On this
evening, Kristee was wearing her wide rubber collar with one single ring as well
as her black rubber apron, and 7-inch stiletto heels. Usually Kristee wore a
tight latex brassiere but her nipples had been pierced recently with silver bars
and the Elders liked showing off their metal works. Being a Sophomore member,
this meant that Kristee had received her second round of piercings. Upon
completion of her probation during the first few weeks of her Freshman year,
Kristee had each nipple pierced with a silver ring.
Sophie tried not to stare at Kristee's new piercings, but the solid rods that
rested just behind the silver rings made Kristee's breasts stand out even more.
Kristee's face became flush with embarrassment but she recalled her
responsibilities and instructed the new initiate to remove all of her clothing.
There was not much to remove, only Sophie's short tee-shirt, her plaid skirt,
and her modest mules. Sophie let the clothes fall to the hardwood floor and
followed the maid.
Kristee led Sophie into the great room where a pair of sisters, Vicki and
Catherine were chatting about their schoolwork, parents, business, etc. When
their eyes met Sophie, she quickly looked away and fell to her knees and placed
her hands behind her back. Both of the girls wanted to be serviced for a few
minutes before they did anything else, so Sophie crawled slowly to the front of
the couch and asked permission to suck their clits and lick their pussies. The
Sisters did not deny her this request of course. Vicki was the first to pull up
her skirt and reveal her pussy for Sophie. Vicki was not completely shaved, she
preferred to keep her jet black hair meticulously cropped and thin though; and
naturally she had several girls at her beck and call to perform this daily task.
Catherine and Vicki immediately began to fondle and kiss one another while
Sophie leaned her tongue inside and carefully licked and sucked each pussy.
As other members of Beta Delta Sigma began to arrive at the house, Sophie's duty
increased to anyone they stuck in front of her face. After two hours of
pleasuring the other girls, Sophie was gathered up by a pair of maids and
outfitted with a collar and wrist cuffs. A blindfold was placed on the initiate
and Sophie was led to a chain that hung down in front of the mantle. Sophie was
stretched up and her cuffs were connected to the hanging chain. She was
struggling to find a comfortable position on the tips of her toes. She could
still taste the heavy flavor of all the pussies she had sampled when the
whipping began. Sophie was commanded not to make a noise, not to scream, and if
she did, a gag would be placed on her and the whipping would only be more
painful and intense.
Sophie lasted as long as she could without screaming out. Tears ran down her
cheeks for several minutes before the first intelligible sound pushed past her
lips. And once she screamed out, the sisters made good on their promise. A
penis gag about 2 inches wide and 3 inches long was shoved into her mouth and
secured. Unlike the previous weekend where there were breaks between whippings,
the sisters allowed no such respites. Whips, paddles, crops, floggers, canes:
everything in their arsneal it seemed was painfully laid against Sophie's
sweat-soaked, writhing body. Most of these welts would fade in a couple of
hours, but Vicki and her fellow sisters made sure that a certain number of harsh
red welts would serve as physical reminders during the next school week. Vicki
preferred the cane on Sophie's perfectly rounded ass. At least 10 strokes on
virtually the same place guaranteed a memorable mark. And when (or if) Sophie
returned for the next weekend, it meant to Vicki that this initiate was indeed
dedicated to the trials that lay ahead.
Each time Sophie's body shook from a blow, she left the ground for a split
second. Her toes would rediscover the floor but only for a moment and then
another impossibly stinging whiplash would cause her body to swing again. Once
an hour's time had passed most of the girls were simply worn out. Usually, the
initiate passes out or pisses on the floor and the game is then over. But
Sophie clearly held a higher pain threshhold.
That evening Sophie was released from her bonds and then placed on all fours.
Her limbs were terribly weak, and she did not think she could hold this position
for long. The sisters spent the evening in on that Friday night and dressed
down to their lingerie teddies (and less). A glass table top was lowered onto
Sophie's back and her shoulders and ass supported the weight of it as four girls
brought out the cards to play poker. To make the game more interesting for the
girls, they dealt a hand to Sophie on the glass table. At first, they thought
about keeping the penis gag inside to prevent her from even speaking. But to
give her a least some kind of chance, the girls decided to let her decide when
and if she wanted to draw or discard; but of course, her handicap was that she
could not even see her own hand. To make matters worse, the dealer always dealt
all of Sophie's cards face-up, so everyone sitting at the table knew her hand at
all times.
By the conclusion of their game, Sophie's shoulders were aching and about to
give. She wanted so much to slide that glass table off her back, but she feared
what that would mean. In the end, Julia Ann had won all the chips and a couple
of "credits" that were arranged for Sophie to pay back. Julia Ann whispered
into Sophie's ear as the four girls were clearing away the cards, "I will have a
treat for you this week. You won't have to wait for next weekend to pay me back,
little Sophie."
