Amber’s Initiation – Part 1 [All female] [Oral] [Sorority] [Hazing]

“There is only one rule: You do as we say.”

Amber felt her cheeks flush as the tall blonde turned to look at her again. She felt vulnerable, exposed, unsure of what the next few days would bring. Up until now she hadn’t been particularly concerned; she had heard the rumours, of course, but she was determined to join Alpha Kappa Alpha. Now that it was time, however, she felt a expectant tingle somewhere in her lower abdomen.

“Is that understood, pledge?” Brittany asked sharply.

Fuck. Had she been supposed to respond? Amber cleared her throat and nodded.

“Yes, ma’am.”

“That’s Mistress Ma’am to you,” Brittany snapped, and the other girls giggled.

“Yes, Mistress,” Amber replied, biting her lip.

She felt Brittany’s gaze on her like a burning sensation in her skin. The blonde looked her up and down, her face unrelenting, as if she had yet to decide what she would demand of her pledge. Brittany was beautiful, in a menacing kind of way. Light blonde locks framed her sunkissed face, sharp features matched by piercing blue eyes. Her clothing was tight, revealing a body you couldn’t help but notice; her legs were impossibly long and her frame athletic, yet somehow curvy, with DD cups hovering over her taught stomach. Amber felt like a grey mouse in comparison.

“Strip.”

Once more, Amber felt blood rush to her cheeks. The command had been expected, of course – Alpha Kappa Alpha were known for their intense hazing rituals, often involving some kind of sexual act. Amber took a deep breath and began unzipping her dress, feeling the eyes of everyone in the room on her body. She slipped her dress down over one shoulder, then the other, before slowly wiggling it downwards. The tight fabric tugged at her hips, pulling her panties a few inches downwards before she let the dress fall to the floor. She thought about adjusting, but refrained; she knew that when Brittany said to strip, she didn’t mean to leave her underwear.

She glanced towards the blonde, who sent her an almost unnoticable nod, urging her to continue. Amber bit her lip as she unhooked her bra and removed it, feeling her nipples harden at the sudden exposure. Her skin still had a rich summer tan, starkly contrasting her bikini line. Her breasts were small, but firm, sitting high on her chest. She knew she stood out from the rest of the girls in the sorority, most of whom were tall and curvaceous; they certainly had a type. Her petite body felt even smaller next to them and for a brief moment she wondered if that meant she had more to prove. She wasn’t about to back down now, and so she slid her hands down towards her pantyline.

“Oh, you can just leave the panties, honey,” Brittany said sweetly.

Amber looked up at her with a puzzled expression, unsure of what to make of the blonde’s mischievous smile. She removed her hands from her panties.

“I’m joking, you dumb bitch,” Brittany snapped, and the girl next to her laughed. “We can’t have our fun with you if your panties are still on. Even a girl like you should know that.”

Fuck.

Quickly, Amber peeled her panties down, tracing the curves of her legs as she stood up straight again. She felt her heart race in her chest, the rhythm echoing between her thighs. She had never been naked in a room full of girls before; well, at least not like this. They were all beautiful, intimidatingly so, and they were all watching her every move. A part of her wanted to cover herself up, but she forced herself to leave her arms at her sides, not wanting to make any more mistakes.

“Good,” Brittany purred, a slight smile curving her lips. She walked towards her, circling her, looking up and down her body as if inspecting the new pledge.

“Hmm. Kinda scrawny, don’t you think?” she said, turning to the other girls. Some of them giggled, most of them nodded and voiced their agreement.

“Yeah,” Brittany said, turning back to Amber. “I’m not sure if Alpha Kappa Alpha is the place for you. Do you really think you have what it takes?” She leaned towards the pledge as she spoke, gently moving a dark strand of hair away from Amber’s face.

Amber nodded. “Yes.”

“Yes, what?”

Brittany traced her breast with one finger, before suddenly pinching her nipple. Amber yelped in surprise. “Yes, Mistress!”

“Better.”

Brittany smiled and let go of her breast, before turning to look at one of the other girls, a curvy brunette with dark eyes and full lips. The girl raised an eyebrow and smiled slyly in response. Brittany turned back to Amber, her face suddenly sweet – too sweet.

“You know, one of our main values here in Alpha Kappa Alpha is sisterhood. That means that whatever one of us needs, we will take care of it. Whether it’s a shoulder to cry on, a place to crash… or simply pleasure.”

Amber felt a jolt of heat in her nether regions, glancing towards the brunette. Did she mean…?

“As feminists, female pleasure is so important to us,” Brittany continued, pouting her lips to emphasize her point. “Do you agree?”

“Yes, Mistress,” Amber whispered, her cheeks burning red.

“Good! Then we’re on the same page,” Brittany chirped, almost cheerfully. She clapped her hands, and suddenly Amber felt someone grabbing her hair from behind, pushing her forward. From the corner of her eye she saw the brunette hiking her skirt up, revealing the lack of panties underneath, and she struggled to stay on her feet as the other girls rushed her across the room.

Amber felt something hard against the back of her knees and she fell forward, her hands and knees hitting the floor. Whoever was holding her hair yanked her head up, forcing her into a stiff, uncomfortable position on all fours. She looked around as much as she could without moving her head. The sorority girls were all surrounding her and she felt a rush of air against her bare pussy as someone moved behind her.

The brunette, now just a few feet in front of her, turned to face away; she put her hands on the couch and leaned slightly forward, shifting her legs apart. She was fully shaven, her folds already slightly swollen in anticipation. Amber only had a moment to take it all in, before being forced forward.

She had never been with a woman before. The closest would be making out with girlfriends at parties, but a part of her had always been curious about what it would be like. This was certainly not the way she had imagined it would go, but nevertheless she felt a thrill in her stomach as her lips touched the brunette’s pussy. The sweet scent made her dizzy and she could barely breathe with her face stuffed into the thick ass, feeling the girl’s juices on her skin. Her tongue explored her every inch, gliding all the way from her swollen clit to her tight asshole. Amber felt a moan escape her lips, and she wasn’t sure if it was from arousal or simply the strain of her still uncomfortable position.

“She’s loving every second!” someone exclaimed with a laugh.

“Yea, we can have some fun with her, for sure,” another girl chimed in.

Amber could see movement in the room out of the corner of her eye and she startled when something cold suddenly touched her pussy. She heard a laugh and felt a hand guiding her legs further apart. “Be a good girl for us now, pledge.”

Amber arched her back and spread her legs, exposing her pussy so that the girls could do as they pleased. She felt her heart throb in her clit as one of the girls traced her fingers over her folds, followed by more laughter at her obvious excitement.

“Focus, pledge!”

She recognized Brittany’s voice in her ear, accompanied by a hand shoving her head harder towards the brunette. Obediently she pushed her face into her pussy, licking her clit and sucking her lips. The brunette moaned and arched forward, spreading her ass cheeks with her hands. Amber increased the intensity, feeling the girl’s pleasure vibrate through her core. At the same time she felt a set of fingers slipping into her own pussy, thrusting into her a few times before sliding out and rubbing her clit. She moaned, finding it increasingly hard to focus on her task.

Someone slapped her ass hard, and Amber groaned. The sensations were overwhelming, but she was determined not to give them any reason to reject her. She pushed her face into the brunette’s pussy, flicking her tongue playfully over her asshole a few times before moving back down to suck her clit; she could feel how it pulsated with pleasure and she knew she was close. Amber continued with an almost feverish passion, and within a few moments she was rewarded with a loud moan from the brunette as her body tensed in a climax.

“Fuck!” the brunette muttered.

Amber felt the hands let go of her head and she shifted backwards, gasping for air.

“You liked that, didn’t you, slut?” Brittany said softly, suddenly kneeling at her side.

“Yes,” Amber said, before correting herself; “Yes, Mistress.”

The blonde nodded, pleased with her answer, and Amber couldn’t help but grin proudly.

“Oh, don’t look so smug,” Brittany smirked. She put her hand on Amber’s cheek, tracing the curve of her jaw with her fingers, a sweet smile on her lips. “We’re not done with you yet.”

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Thank you for reading! Love, Shae~

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