Chapter 1
"Strip naked!" came the cold command.
Mary Lynn and Roxanne exchanged frightened looks. This wasn't the way they'd thought it would be. They wanted to get into the Gamma Delta Iota sorority in the worst way, but the Hell Week initiation had taken some strange turns. Some of the pledges had been forced to strip naked and streak through crowded department stores downtown. Both of the eighteen-year-old girls had been glad that they hadn't been included.
Their pledge sisters, Morgana and Angela, had seemed nice and easy-going. They didn't make them do all that much stuff out in public.
But this wasn't public, and the tall sandy-haired Morgana looked like an avenging angel now. She pointed at the pair and repeated, "Get those clothes off! They offend me. I want to see nothing but bare ass in ten seconds. Move, damn you both . . . get naked now!"
The order shocked Mary Lynn. She didn't like the idea of standing naked in front of anyone. She was even a virgin, unlike most of the other girls around here. The other sorority girls even boasted of the men they'd had in bed and the way their boyfriends performed. Mary Lynn had blushed and tried not to show she was embarrassed by all this.
The only consolation was her friend, Roxanne. Roxanne wasn't a virgin, but she'd confessed that losing her cherry hadn't been the big thing all the other girls had said it was. She had been a little sore afterwards but hadn't had any of the super feelings.
Mary Lynn slowly took her blouse off, folded it and put it on a chair . It wasn't good enough for Morgana.
"You stupid cunt!" the tall girl screamed. "I said get naked fast. I mean it!"
She pulled out an ugly-looking pair of scissors and grabbed Mary Lynn before she could escape the clutching fingers that sought to hold her firmly. She felt the long cold steel blades of the scissors pressed into her soft tender flesh, and she almost passed out when the sharp snip sounded. Her skirt fell to the floor around her ankles.
Morgana kicked the skirt away and applied the scissors with a vengeance. The look of sexual lust on the girl's face frightened Mary Lynn a little. When the scissors cut her bra strap, she wanted to faint.
"Take it off, damn you, you silly cunt!" said Morgana. Angela, the dark-haired girl watching, only laughed.
Mary Lynn knew she wasn't going to get any support form Roxanne, either. Her friend was cowering in the comer, fumbling at her own clothes. She didn't 't want to be abused like her friend, but she wasn't going to do anything to help her-not one single thing.
Mary Lynn felt cheated a little at her friend's refusal to come to her aid, but they'd made a pact. This was the top sorority on campus, and they both wanted in badly. They'd vowed they would do anything they had to as long as the sisters of Gamma Delta Iota allowed them to pledge.
"And those dumb cotton panties. My, my," sneered Morgana, "aren't they chaste-looking?"
"I hate them," said Angela. "Get them off her body. I want to see that blonde snatch of hers, anyway. I've got a five-dollar bet with Irene that she's not a natural blonde."
Mary Lynn closed her eyes when she felt the cold scissors pressing into her trembling belly. The sharp point moved down her soft flesh until the waistband of her panties came under the edges. A sharp noise, and she felt the halves of her cut panties falling away from her body. The sudden rush of air made her sweaty, damp pussy feel cold.
"Damn!.. said Angela. "I lost the bet. I wouldn't have thought she was a natural blonde. . . unless she dyes her cunt-fur too."
"Don't talk so dirty," said Roxanne. her voice trembling. "And you don't have to treat Mary Lynn like that. We're pledging this sorority to be members, not your butt of dirty jokes."
"Well, listen to the mousy little brunette. At least she bad the good sense to get all her clothes off. But I don't like the way she talks about her pledge sisters, do you. Angela?"
Morgana went over to Roxanne. who shrank back against the wall.
"Don't do anything to me..' she said weakly.
"Oh, the little cunt is changing her tune. All right. cunt. if you kiss my shoes, I'll forget an about you for a while." Roxanne started to say no. Rebellion flared in her chocolate-brown eyes, but then died out. She wanted to be a member of this prestigious sorority. Her mother bad been a member and her older sister bad been one. too. She bad to join if she wanted to shine in her family's eyes.
She dropped to her knees and bent over , shaking with disgust at what she was doing. She bent a little farther and kissed the toe of Morgana's shoe. When the brunette felt the sharp whack of the side of the scissors against her upturned ass, she started to protest.
"Kiss the sole, too, while you're at it." said Morgana in a mocking tone. She turned her shoe sideways and showed the dirty leather to the girl.
Roxanne bated herself for it. but she kissed the sole. This was the only way she could get through Hell Week. She bad to obey her pledge sisters.
"That's disgusting!" snapped Mary Lynn. "I don't mind a little harmless fun, but this is awful. You can't do these things to us."
"We can if you want in the group... said Angela easily. The dark-haired girl smiled and flashed a dazzling white array of teeth. That friendly smile turned wicked as she said. "I think she's feeling neglected, Morgana. I think our little blonde's cunt is lonesome for some action."
"Like this?' said the tall girl bolding an eighteen-inch vibrator .
She made a big point of displaying it so that Mary Lynn could see the switch on the butt-end of the long cream-colored plastic dildo. She twisted the switch, and the end of the dildo began to dance around, humming.
But to the sexually inexperienced girl, the sight of that impossibly long plastic cock made her shudder . She couldn't possibly be expected to take all of it up her pussy. It would tear her apart! She hadn't even allowed a man's cock up her pussy, much less something like this.
"Here," said Morgana, tossing the shaking plastic dildo to Mary Lynn. "I want to see you use this on yourself. Stuff it all the way up that cunt of yours. I'm going to check up on you in a couple minutes, too. That pussy had better be damn good and wet with your juice, or I'm going to have to severely discipline you."
"Leave her alone!" cried Roxanne.
She quickly shut up when Angela came over and began stroking her brunette head. "So lovely. 1 think I would like it if you would kiss my feet, too. And maybe other parts of my body."
Her suggestiveness made Roxanne turn white with shock.
"And you, cunt, get that vibrator working on your pussy. I want to see it vanish up your twat now!" Mary Lynn looked at the plastic stick in her hand and then at her blonde-rimmed pussy. She had never even masturbated. Her mother had never quite come out and said it was wrong, but the hints had been strong. As a young girl she had been repeatedly told that it was wrong to put her hands all over her twat. It had stuck in her mind that any touching of her pussy-lips was totally wrong, maybe even sinful.
And now she had been commanded to masturbate a virgin cunt with a depraved dildo.
She did it.
She had to if she wanted to join the sorority. While her reasons weren't as deeply ingrained as Roxanne's were, she wanted to be with her friend. If Roxanne got in and she didn't, they might not even be friends for much longer. The sorority girls tended to hang out together and ignore anyone not in their ranks. So if she wanted to keep Roxanne's friendship, she had to do what Morgana asked.
Hands shaking, Mary Lynn guided the dildo toward her cuntlips. The blunt end of the vibrator touched her pussy-lips, and she moaned softly. She'd never thought it would feel this good!
She moaned a little louder as she began dragging the long plastic wand up and down her puffy cuntlips. The tingling sensation made her cunt begin to chum and boil in a most uncharacteristic fashion. Only when she had seen a really good looking guy had she felt this turned-on before.
And never had she the means of her own pleasure so near at hand.
Almost as if someone else guided the vibrator, it went into her cunt. The way it spread apart her cuntlips made her entire body sing with joy. As it touched and shook her pink cunt meat, she felt a sexual tension mounting inside her trim young body that was almost sinful in its intensity. "Farther!" came the command. "Get that fuckstick an the way up into that blonde pussy of yours."
Mary Lynn moved to obey Morgana. She shoved the dildo an inch up her cunt and felt her legs go weak and watery . She turned to jello inside and needed support. The feelings were too intense for her to handle without collapsing on the floor. The blonde teenager propped her ass against the edge of a nearby desk as she continued to shove the dildo into her cunt. When it banged against the rubbery sheet of her cherry, she stopped. The pain warned her not to go too far . She wanted into the sorority, but she also wanted to keep her virtue intact. That meant a lot to some guys. And the guy she finally married might value her virginity quite a bit. She wasn't going to give that up for anything.
But it felt so nice, quivering and shaking in the tightness of her virgin cunt. Twisting and turning the vibrator around in the clutching confines of her pussy sent brand new sensations rippling through her.
"Oh, I never thought it'd be this nice," she said, the words sounding as if they came from some other teenager's lips.
The blonde tossed the thick mane of her hair out of her eyes and stared glassy-eyed out into the room.
What she saw shocked her. Angela was playing with Roxanne's nipples. Mary Lynn found that she couldn't come to her friend's aid. The feel of the vibrator working against her cunt turned her on too much. She didn't want Morgana to take it away from her, not yet.
"You like having your friend's nipples worked on by Angela?" asked Morgana.
"No," Mary Lynn said honestly.
She didn't see anything to be gained by lying. But her mind was centered for the first time in her life between her legs, at a spot that gave her incredible pleasure. She had never realized that masturbating could give this much enjoyment.
"Angela," called Morgana over her shoulder, "Mary Lynn doesn't like you doing that to her friend."
"Oh, then I'd better stop," said the dark-haired girl. "But those nipples are absolutely perfect. I would hate to see them go to waste."
"1 agree. Why don't we have Mary Lynn suck on them?" , said Morgana, that wicked gleam in her eyes again.
The blonde girl was shocked at the idea. She had hardly let a man do that to her . Now she was being asked to suck on a friend's tits. The idea was so totally repulsive, she almost turned and walked out. The only thing that stopped her was the vibrator in her twat. It gave her too much pleasure to leave behind.
"Do it!" snapped Morgana, shoving the girl hard.
Mary Lynn almost dropped the dildo. She clung to it and kept it firmly between her cuntlips, where it would do her the most good. But the idea of sucking on Roxanne's nipples was too much for her.
And then a strong hand laced through her lustrous hair and forced her face into the deep canyon between Roxanne's ample tits.
"Suck!"
Mary Lynn was forced to decide. Did she want to leave, maybe lose Roxanne's friendship, or should she do as she was told and perhaps lose it anyway by performing such a perverted act?
Mary Lynn gasped with relief when she heard Morgana say, "Not yet, Angela. Look at it from our blonde pledge's viewpoint. She's never sucked another woman's tits before. She doesn't know what they'll taste like. She might not even enjoy the taste."
"You're right, Morgan," said Angela. "So let's give her something we know she'll enjoy tasting."
Mary Lynn turned and saw a can of whipping cream in Angela's hands. She sighed. Swallowing whipped cream as it rushed from a can wasn't going to be easy but it would be nicer than sucking on her friend's pointy nipples.
Both Mary Lynn and Roxanne cried out in surprise when Angela pointed the can at Roxanne' pussy-mound and pushed down on the stem. The white rush of whipped cream covered the brunette snatch totally and began to dribble down her thighs.
"Lick it off. . . all of it!" commanded Angela.
"But that's her . . . " started Mary Lynn, shocked beyond belief .
"Of course it's her cunt, cunt. We want you to put your mouth on her pussy and lick it all off. It's an right. It's going to be a little fattening, but that's too bad. So do it!"
A hand pushed her nose into the whipped cream covering Roxanne's cuntal bush. She recoiled, terrified at what she was feeling inside her body. Her cunt still sang out a joyous song from the action of the quivering dildo. The odd mixture of fear and desire raging in her loins confused her.
Her tongue hesitantly reached out and licked at the whipped cream. The soft moan from her friend bothered her , but she continued to rapidly lick. at the white gooey mass. If she could get it all off fast, they'd both be happier.
But Mary Lynn found herself licking with a little more fervor than she'd intended. The sweet taste of the whipped cream made her lick faster and more eagerly. When the whipped cream was all gone, and the taste got stronger , she realized with horror that the other girl's pussy-juice was what appealed the most to her.
She pulled back to protest, but Morgan shoved her face back into the gooey mass of cunt.
"Eat her pussy, cunt! I want to see your tongue working allover her pussy. Do it good!"
Mary Lynn felt terrible, but she did as she was told. The teenager wasn't sure why she was feeling so awful. It might have been the humiliation of being forced to eat out her best friend's pussy. Or it might be that she was enjoying it and she knew she shouldn't The idea that she could get hot simply from tonguing and licking another woman's pussy should have repelled her . But her tongue worked faster , parting the blue-tinted cuntlips and exposing the brilliant pink of cuntflesh. Her tongue jabbed out powerfully and sank into Roxanne's seething hot cunthole.
"Ummm . . . oh, Mary Lynn, that's so good," sobbed Roxanne. "Do it some more."
"Yeah, cunt, tongue-fuck her pussy . I want to I hear her come. I want you to get her off with just t your tongue."
Both Roxanne's urgings and her own inner needs t drove the blonde teenager on. She no longer cared about Morgan and Angela. Let them do whatever they wanted. She was feverish and getting hotter from this pussy-lapping. Her tongue snaked out , and parted Roxanne's cuntlips again before plunging into the clutching little hole.
The flood of salty, acrid cunt-oil almost drowned her. She realized in a vague way that her friend was coming. The way her legs jerked and tried to clamp around her head told her that. Mary Lynn was inexperienced-she wasn't even sure what an orgasm was like. But Roxanne was definitely having one from the way she moaned and sobbed and begged for more.
"Tongue-fuck me good, Mary Lynn! I need it. Oh shit, I'm burning up inside. Give me all the mouth you can!"
She started driving her tongue deeper and deeper into the quivering cunt. The girl let her tongue whirl around in the tightness of that fuck-tunnel like some berserk tornado. And every single stroke of rough pink tongue against the cuntwalls pushed Roxanne's passions higher and higher . When she came again, Mary Lynn was ready.
She sucked hard at the pussy-hole and got a mouthful of tasty fuck-fluids. The thick oily secretions coated her tongue and made her taste buds sing with joy. She knew this was awful, perverted, sinful, but it didn't matter to her.
The lesbian lovemaking spurred her to new arousal. She felt her own cunt beginning to dribble . out a thick river of juice. The vibrator had slowly slipped from her twat, and she reached down and shoved it back into that hot crevice.
"See?" laughed Angela. "The blonde bitch loves what we do with our pledges. Perhaps she will love it even more if we eat her out while she's doing it to her friend."
"Nothing doing," said Morgan sternly. "You know the rules. Besides, for them the hardest part of the initiation is yet to come."
"Yeah, the hardest part," agreed Angela, laughing.
The sound of the two girls and their mocking laughter froze Mary Lynn. This was fun, eating out Roxanne's cunt, but what did Morgan and Angela have in store for them now? More of the same? More degradation? More humiliation? She didn't know. She just kept lapping at the flowing gash.