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Chapter 3
Sophie reported to Julia Ann's apartment off campus as instructed on Wednesday
afternoon after classes. Sophie was wearing exactly what had been prescribed
for her to wear, a tank top without a bra which did not cover her stomach, a
pair of five inch heels with little anklet socks, and no panties under a tight
mid-thigh skirt. Julia Ann greeted her at the door in her lingerie, completely
see-through. Julia Ann's breasts were easily a surgically-enhanced 38D, maybe
even fuller than that, Sophie thought to herself. As soon as the door was shut
behind her, Sophie was commanded to assume the position. That meant the sex
slave position she had been taught first thing during her initiation: On her
knees, head bowed, arms held behind her back, arched back and chest out, with
thighs spread and her pussy exposed slightly.
Julia Ann's boyfriend knew what went on in her sorority and he often benefited
from the charms that the new initiates had to offer. Colin liked to dominate
Julia Ann occasionally, but he got much more of a rise from breaking in her new
friends. On this night, Colin brought over five of his buddies and two of their
girlfriends. The first game they played with Sophie was a variant of Spin The
Bottle. Sophie was tied down spreadeagle to the bed in the guest room and the
nine of them spun the bottle to see in what order each one would fuck her.
Colin even brought over a couple of strap-on dildoes for the ladies; one was 6
inches long and the other was 8 inches long and 3.5 inches in diameter. Sophie
was ravaged a dozen times that night, and no part of her body was spared. She
had her ass stretched particularly hard by one of the girlfriends, and Sophie
cried throughout, stiffling her own urge to scream out loud. She had guzzled
down four loads of male cum and had the rest of the cum applied to her face
where it dried between rapes.
After the guests went home, Sophie was allowed to shower. Colin and Julia Ann
slept in the master bedroom. Sophie was strapped into an unyielding hogtie and
eventually fell asleep on the carpet at the foot of their bed. Colin woke up
one time in the wee hours of the morning and rudely if not urgently propped her
hogtied body up to meet his hard-on. He lifted her limp, still sleepy body off
the floor and stuffed two pillows directly under her belly, raising her ass.
Without so much as a trickle of lubricant, Colin thrust his cock inside her
asshole. Sophie let out a muffled cry as she buried her face into the floor.
The cheeks of her face were roughly scraping against the carpet as Colin hurried
to a climax, depositing his sperm deep inside her ass. Sophie just collapsed
again to the floor as he wiped some residue across her lips. Wordlessly, Colin
returned to the bed and snuggled next to Julia Ann, who, was trying to subdue a
tremendous grin.
