*Before this starts I want to say that hazing should never be done. It is a terrible outdate ritual. This story is 100% fiction and fantasy.*
Beez. My eyes slowly open to my dorm room. I can feel the stale air around me. My feet hit the cold cement floor. I take a deep breath before I look at my phone, knowing who texted me before looking. My mom has been preparing me for the “very scary” hazing rituals for our family sorority. She tells me this as if I have a choice. No matter what I have to get through the hazing, I would surely be disowned if I did not
“Good morning baby!! I remember when I rushed tri delt, it was scary. But your great great great grandmother started this sorority and every daughter since then has been in it.” At least this time she recognizes I do not have a choice.
“Good morning mom. I miss you. My plan was to shower then start heading over to the sorority house. I can call you after???” I respond. After throwing my phone on my bed I grab out the outfit my mom bought me for my first day of pledging.
Beez.
“You probably won’t be able to call me afterward. Your day is going to be very full. If you’d like to call, we can talk now. Otherwise we can always talk tomorrow. Love you.” I can call her tomorrow, it will be fine.
I stand under the warm water. It flows over my face, passed my bright blue eyes, over my pink lips, and down my pale chin. The water moves around my D cup breasts, down my navel, over my bald pussy, and finally down my short legs. I start washing my brown, soft hair. The water begins to feel hot against my skin. It turns my pale white skin, slightly pink. Starting to think about the cute boy in my art class, my hand inches toward my pubic mound. I start imagining taking is cock into my mouth, wrapping my lips around the tip. My finger rubs against my clit. I open my mouth wide, I can practically feel him. My breath gets heavy, as I think about his cock hitting the back of my throat. My finger runs down my slit to the opening of my pussy.
Beez. Beez. Beez. Beez. Beez. Beez. ‘Fuck…’ I turn off my alarm and grab my towel. After drying off, I start getting dressed. My mom bought me a whole new outfit for rush, a black lace bra, a nice pair of cotton black panties, and an adorable dress from Chanel. It was a nice black and white.
I get started on my makeup. After putting on blush to give my cheeks a light pink look, I put on bright red lipstick. I brush and curl my hair after putting on black mascara. I blow myself a kiss into the mirror before heading to the sorority house.
Beez. “Hi pledge!!! I’m Alicia, Delta Delta Delta’s president. I am very excited for you to meet you!!! We will be conducting interviews this morning. When we are ready to interview you, I will call you into our dining room. Please wait in our living room. There will be a contract for rush and initiation waiting on the coffee table. Please read and sign it before your interview.”
“Thank you Alicia!!! I can not wait to meet you either!!!”
Entering into the living room, I look around. After grabbing a contract off the table, I take the only open seat.
“Hi, I’m Katie!” The girl sitting next to me has big green eyes and blonde hair cut to a bob. It compliments and shapes her face perfectly.
“I’m Grace. It’s nice to meet you. Are you excited???” I say as I sign the contract without even skimming it.
A young asian woman, who I assume is Alicia, opens the door at the other end of the room. “Lucy, it’s time for your interview.” The woman’s body covers most of the doorway, I can not see into the dining room. The girl on my left stands up and walks to the door. Alicia closes the door.
“I am really afraid. I heard a girl last year had to throw away all her clothes and spend the entire year naked.” Katie says with a quiver in her voice.
“Wouldn’t she get arrested?” I say very concerned. I thought maybe they would make us run across campus nude, but not spend the entire semester naked.
“I do not know. It could be false. But it is scary nonetheless.” Our conversation drifts toward more ‘normal’ things, but that rumor stuck in my head.
After about another 20 minutes, Alicia comes back out. She calls for Katie. I wish her good luck. I lose track of time. I talk with many of the girls waiting. They all tell me insane stories of the hazing rituals. Some talk about a girl that had to go to a frat party completely nude and could not say no to anything. Apparently she did obscene things. Only one girl had walks back out of the interview and she yells “they are all perverts, a bunch of perverts.” As it got to the last few girls, I decide to text my mom asking if the stories were true. All she says is “I can not tell you what happens during hazing. All I can say is they apply it equally. All pledges get hazed the same way.” At least I wouldn’t be alone.
I am the only one left in the living room. My breath gets heavy and I start hyperventilating. Then Alicia opens the door and sees me. “It’s your turn, Grace. I am sorry, we left you for last. We wanted the founder’s ancestor to be our last one. Come on in.”
I stand up on shaky legs. I walk over to Alicia. She is not much taller than me, probably 5’ 3”. She gives me a hug and says it will be ok and she was very excited to be in Tri Delta with me. She makes me feel a lot better. After handing her my contract, I walk into the dining room. There is a big empty dining room table in the middle of the room. All the sisters stand on the other side. I glance over to my left and almost all the girls from the living room are stand completely naked. Katie’s head is low in shame.
Alicia joins her sisters and says, “This is your last chance to leave. If you stay, you will have to fully go through with all the hazing rituals.”
“I am staying.”
“Lucy is going to cut off your clothes, then your interview will begin. Well it is more like an inspection.” One of the sisters walks over to me. She has dark brown eyes and nice curly hair. She is holding a pair of scissors and proceeds to cut off my dress, then my bra and panties. My cheeks turn bright red with embarrassment. “Lay down on the table.”
I layed down with my back and legs flat on the table. My tits moved to my sides from gravity. “Put these on.” Alicia handed me a pair of ear plugs and a blindfold. I can not hear or see anything. Then I feel hands grab my nipples and start playing with my tits. They are giggled around. The hands are soft and small, presumably one of my future sorority sisters. The hands move down to my pussy. My lips are spread open. Their middle finger is run up and down my exposed pussy. She lets go of my lips and starts rubbing my clit. I can feel a moan escape my lips. Then something is pushed against my opening. I am spread around a cold dildo. It is pushed all the way in. I feel it push against my cervix. Then it is pulled back out. The hands push on my back clearly telling me to flip over. The wood is cold against my tits. It’s hard. They spread my ass cheeks open and tease my ass with a finger. I loosen it, knowing what comes next. Then the dildo is pushed deep inside me. This time they choose to actually push in and out. It slides in and out of my little hole. I can feel its plastic veins pushing against my walls. My fingers creep down to my clit as I begin to rub. My vocal cords shake as I let out another moan. The pressure is beginning to build. In and out. They only go harder. Faster and faster. I start squirming as I get closer and closer. My vocal cords shake with approval. In and out. I let go. I can feel myself squirting on the table. My mind goes quiet. Then they pull it out of me. Someone pulls out an earplug and tells me I may stand up, take off the blindfold, and join my fellow pledges.
Stepping off the table, I first see a long dildo with a mark about half way down. Then, I see the puddle I left and immediately turn bright red. Alicia says, “Don’t worry we did not let a single one of the pledges off the table without squirting.”
I stand at the end of the line of about 20 girls. Alicia starts to talk, “Every year’s hazing ritual is unique. But every pledge of a class gets hazed the same way.Last year, all the pledges had to throw away their clothes and spend the semester nude. When I was a freshman, we had to attend all frat parties naked and anytime anyone asked for anything we had to do it. While in Delta Delta Delta you don’t have to worry about your grades, all presidents of Delta Delta Delta agree to be the University presidents free use toy to ensure all Tri Delts get straight As all 4 years.” She paused for a second. “This year we decided each of you will be a sex slave to one guy on campus. We randomly selected the guy from your instagram. You will do everything they say no matter what, or will we not initiate you. At the end of the year, we will ask them if they think you were a good slave, and they will be asked what kinds of kinky things you did for them. If they answer in a way we like, welcome to Delta Delta Delta. If not, we will post the video of you squirting online with your name and send it to every one of your instagram followers. Lucy will hand each of you a note with your new master’s name and their dorm and a key to their room. Once you have the sticky note and key, you each will WALK to their dorm, nude of course. You will wait sitting on your knees on their floor for them to get back. Once they are back in their dorm, you will explain all of this to them.” We all stand there in disbelief. This can not be real. Will I really have to be a sex slave for the next year???
Lucy walked over to me and handed me a sticky note and key. ‘James Stacey, Cross 557’
“Go once you have your key and name,” Alicia commanded.
Cross is all the way across campus. I cold air rubs against my nipples. The cement freezes my feet with each step. After walking a block, I hold my boobs in one and hand cover my pussy with the other. A group turns a corner and starts walking toward me. My face feels warm from embarrassment. I feel all their eyes glued on me. As I pass them I can hear their laughter behind me. I turn a corner and enter the main part of campus. As I walk past dorm buildings I feel exposed. People are walking in and out. Everyone stops to look. Everyone is staring at me. I see people pull out their phones to take pictures of the scene. I close my eyes, I can’t look. I take a deep breath. I know I am halfway there. I open my eyes. There is a crowd around me. Deciding to ignore it, I keep walking. People yell things at me, but I just ignore it. My future sisters have gone through way worse. Then I start to move my hands and fully expose myself. If I am going to be a Delta Delta Delta, I have to fully be a Delta Delta Delta. No covering up. Now fully exposed to the world and a new sense of confidence, I push forward.
I arrive the dorm building and stand at the bottom level. I am here. Walking up the stairs to the dorm, I pass many people and just wave. Finally I made it. 557. Unlocking the door, I step in. He is not here. I get on my knees on his floor and wait. Many hours pass.
Click. The door pushes open to reveal my new master. He has short light brown hair. He is about 6 feet tall. “Who the fuck are you?!? What the fuck are you doing?!?”
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/rhz9l0/ddds_hazing