Chapter 11
The rope felt as if it were made of lead. Mary Lynn could barely lift her head. She moaned softly, fighting to hold .back even more tears. She failed. The tears flowed down her cheeks. The nearness of death had shaken her more than anything else Morgana had done to her .
She heard the mocking laughter and it made her frightened and angry at Morgana and the man who had fucked her on the chairs and at Angela and the entire world.
"Dammit!" the blonde girl flared. "How can you be this sadistic? How can you do something like this to me?"
"It's part of the initiation. And there is one final ritual we must go through before you become a full member of the sorority."
"Fuck the sorority!" May Lynn raged. "I just want the hell out of here!"
"You shouldn't swear like that. It's not nice," chided Morgana. The mocking tone she used made Mary Lynn feel even smaller, even more insignificant. To the tan girl, she was nothing. She was something to be used for a moment's thrill and nothing more.
Mary Lynn tossed her head and got some of the cum-soaked hair out of her eyes. She hated Morgana like she'd never hated anyone before. The trick with the rope had been the worst of all. As she had fallen off the chairs she had been sure she would hang herself. The feel of the rough strands of the rope around her neck still reminded her of what had happened.
"Get the rope off me," she said between clenched teeth. "Get it off!"
"No, my dear, I won't. You see, you have said nasty things about the sorority. I'm used to things being said about me. As a pledge sister I've come to expect it. But about the sorority-no. You must be disciplined further."
"I wish I could do to you what you've done to me," said Mary Lynn, staring up at the sandy haired girl. Their eyes locked and for a moment. Mary Lynn felt stronger. But Morgana wore her down and she turned her eyes away. There wasn't any way she could fight Morgana and win. The other girl had an the trump cards.
Morgana took the1oose end of the rope and tugged gently. "Come along, cunt. You've got some sucking to do. Maybe that'll occupy your mouth and keep you from saying an those bad words."
"Fuck you!" snapped Mary Lynn, and she instantly regretted it. Morgana pulled hard on the rope and she almost choked. The rope braded her neck and raised even a bigger red welt than falling had. Morgana pulled her along like a dog on a leash.
A dog!
The thought of being fucked again by an animal raced through her mind. She recoiled in horror. She couldn't bear that again - or any of the other terrible things they had done to her. The girl's soft white flesh was criss-crossed with ugly welts from the black leather whip. She could even now remember the intense pain she had gotten from each and every lash.
She had worn out Angela, but that was little consolation. Her body had taken the brunt of the punishment. All the way from a ruptured cherry to the mock hanging, she had taken more abuse than she'd thought humanly possible.
And now they wanted to do even more to her .
"No!" she cried. "Kill me. . . do whatever you want. But I won't go along with you any more."
"Kill you? Our star pledge? You're the one with the most potential. No, this is the last act. All you have to do is get through it and you're a full member of Gamma Delta Iota."
Mary Lynn didn't know whether to believe Morgana or not. The girl hadn't lied before. She had been honest about her sadistic impulses. But Mary Lynn wasn't sure she wanted to be a part of any sorority that had initiations as brutal as this.
And yet she did. Something inside her said that all this pain and suffering shouldn't go for nothing. If she got into the sorority, she could work to change all this. She could make the initiations fun instead of torture. But could she survive still another encounter?
She didn't know.
Morgana didn't give her time to think about it. The rope around her neck tightened and she was yanked toward the door. She stumbled and smashed heavily into the wall, almost knocking the wind out of her. Blinking rapidly and panting she stared into the next room. Lined up were a dozen men, their cocks in various stages of erection. The first few were totally erect. The ones farther down the line were half-erect. At the far end of the line, their cocks were hanging limp.
"Suck all of them off."
The command came cold and impersonal, as if Morgana had asked for the evening newspaper. Mary Lynn recoiled. She didn't want to suck on any cocks. She didn't like it. And what they were going to do to her while she was doing it remained to be seen. Angela, With her whip, was nearby. Morgana picked up the impossibly long dildo. She might fuck Mary Lynn from behind while she sucked at their pricks. But could she refuse?
The rope around her neck settled the issue for her. Choking, turning blue from lack of air as the rope tightened even more, Mary Lynn staggered into the room and dropped to her knees in front of the first hard-on.
The man's cock jerked and danced just inches in front of her face. She hesitated. Morgana's hand shoved her mouth down onto the prick. Mary Lynn almost gagged as the man's cock bounced off the roof of her mouth and then plunged all the way down her throat. Just swallowing pressed her throat hotly around the most sensitive portion of his prick. The sudden jerking of his huge fuck-stick told her that he was about to come. She pulled back enough to get the first spurt of cum against her lips. He fountained his jism as she sucked on his prick.
She heard a male voice behind her! "Only fifteen seconds. Send him out for the final initiation. He didn't do that well. He should have lasted longer."
Mary Lynn thought that might get her off the hook. It didn't. The hand moved her head along and a second cock was thrust between her lips. But she was learning. If she could suck off all the men in record time, this might be all she had to do. That would make her a member of the sorority and free her from the torture.
She gulped hard when she felt the whip lash across her back.
"Suck faster. We have a bet with them. We said you could get all their pledges off in record time. Do it!"
The lash hit her across the back again. Mary Lynn bucked up and rammed her lips down around the man's cock. He moaned softly and his prick stiffened even more. She sucked. She sucked so hard she thought his guts must be about ready to come out his piss-slit. Her tongue whirled around and pressed into all the right places. In less than two minutes, she had another mouthful of cum.
She was pushed along to the next man. This time she didn't get one cock in her mouth but two. The men started face-fucking her with eager deep thrusts. She could barely get both pricks into her mouth at the same time. The blonde's tongue switched from one prick to the other in an attempt to stimulate both pricks.
She cried out when Morgana rammed the dildo into her cunt. Angela kept swinging that whip with rhythmic force against her unprotected back. She was being used again in the worst way possible. Her cunt was being violated by the plastic dildo and she was getting more and more pain from the whipping. And worst of all was the taste of the men's cocks. She could have come to like it if she hadn't been forced to suck on them.
"Suck harder. We only have a few minutes left before they win. ' ,
Mary Lynn didn't know if that was Morgana or Angela talking. It didn't matter. The pain and suffering all mixed together inside her to make her want to get this over with as soon as possible. If obeying them would do it, she would obey.
One of the cocks pressing so hotly into her mouth began to jerk and twitch. She knew this man was about to come. But she was forced to make a decision. Should she cast the cock out of her mouth now that she was sure he going to come and stuff in another cock? If she did that, he could come in her hair . But she had to finish him off quickly.
The bucking cock was shoved from her mouth by the darting pink tip of her tongue. Just as the huge fuck-stick left her lips, it erupted a steady stream of creamy jism. It blasted into her hair and ran down her face. The thick jism mingled with her tears.
She was ashamed of what was being done to her. She had been hanged and raped and men had come in her face and hair . The blonde didn't know how much more of this she could put up with.
The whip told her how much more. She would do anything to stop that whip and the hard fucking dildo that reamed out her juicy twat. She felt tremors of desire building inside her trim lush body and hated herself for responding like this. But she couldn't help it. The movement of the dildo inside her aroused cunt only added to her excitement.
She sucked harder on the prick remaining in her mouth. This produced still another stream of jizz. It smeared all over her taste buds. The salty, acrid taste got to her .
But she didn't have time to savor it. She had to move on to a cock that wasn't stiff at all. The limp worm was shoved into her mouth. The girl began lightly gnawing on its length, teasing and coaxing it up until it throbbed with virile life.
"Shit, I didn't think I could get another boner tonight. This chick's a wizard with the mouth!"
"Face-fuck her!" came a command from another part of the room.
The man's hips began moving with the slow rhythmic motion that matched the beating of the whip. Mary Lynn found herself caught up in a triangle of forces. The whip lashing her back beat in time to the cock fucking her face. Morgana used the dildo to perfection, being just a half-thrust away from either of the other motions.
Cunt and mouth filled, her back screaming in agony, Mary Lynn came. The pain and pleasure mixed in her body again in ways she couldn't understand.
Then she tasted cum again. The man's prick exploded like a stick of dynamite. She wondered about these guys and how little it took to get them off. She began to feel superior to them. But the pain always returned whenever she thought that.
"Suck!"
She sucked until her lips were chapped. Mary Lynn didn't remember how many men's cocks she took into her mouth or how many came in her face. More came all over her hair . She was reduced to a quivering, crying, beaten pulp by the end of the evening.
Hearing Morgana proudly declare, "You passed, Mary Lynn. Welcome to the sorority!" was hardly payment enough for all the abuse she had taken that night.
Stripped naked and dressed like a whore, forced to run through the streets like that, raped and her virginity stolen, fucked up the ass, made to suck off men by the dozens, almost hanged, forced to watch a dog fucking her best friend and then the dog fucking her , the lesbian lovemaking, the whipping-all of it came crashing down on her.
But she was a member of Gamma Delta Iota now and she was entitled to be a pledge sister next year. She vowed it would be different-lots different. No matter what Morgana said, it would be easier for the next year's group of pledges. She would see to that.
"All right, bitches," the blonde girl snapped. "Get naked. I want to see nothing but tits and ass and pussy in ten seconds."
When they didn't obey quickly enough, Mary Lynn used the long ugly black whip on them.
She had been practicing. She wasn't as good as Angela, who had taught her, but she didn't leave much in the way of permanent wounds. She watched as the new pledges jumped and yelped as the whip lashed their firm taut young asses.
Desire flared in Mary Lynn's body. She felt her pussy begin to cream at the thought of what she would do to these nubile young things, ever so innocent and just begging to be members of the sorority.
Turning to Roxanne, she asked, "What first?"
"We can do the hanging bit. . . or do you want to get the dog and let it have at a nice pussy first?"
"The dog," said Mary Lynn, her blue eyes sparkling at the thought. "Definitely get the dog and let it fuck them." She prepared the first of the girls to get fucked by the dog.
It wasn't different this year than it had been before. If anything, Mary Lynn and Roxanne had thought up even more diabolical initiations. Morgana and Angela watched and chuckled. It was always like this, they thought.
Mary Lynn dragged the dog up to the horrified young girl strapped helpless to the table and let the dog begin fucking the virgin cunt. Mary Lynn laughed with joy when she saw the dog prick vanish between the cuntlips. She even ran her finger up the dog's asshole to urge him on. It was never any different-from one year to the next.