Diane's Submissive Adventures - The Sorority - Sex Stories

Diane's Submissive Adventures - The Sorority

... with fear when she heard the number. Thirty-one! The helpless girl stretched her tongue until it ached, but it was still an inch away from her goal and almost out of time. ‘Thwack!’ “Thirty-five!” the girls sang out in unison. Diane was out of time and knew she had to complete her goal. She stopped focusing on the cane and the pain and began to concentrate on relaxing the muscles in her back. Slowly, painfully, her clit began to move toward her outstretched tongue until they touched. It was all it took for Diane to cum. Her body convulsed and now her pussy sprayed in climax. ‘TWACK!’ “Forty,” the pledges counted. Diane’s face was covered in her own pussy juice, and she panted heavily as she tried to recover. Shelia was standing above her and smiling as the sisters let her fall to the floor in a pile. “Very good,” Shelia cooed, “I think we have a special place for you here.” Diane smiled as the warmth in her red ass spread throughout her body, and she closed her eyes contently. She was only partially aware of Shelia addressing the other girls as she lay on the floor. “Today was just the beginning. If you have any doubts about being loyal to this house, you should leave now and never come back.” The girls stood in line without speaking to show their acceptance. “Excellent,” Shelia said, “OK, sisters. They’re all yours!” A whoop went up from the other sorority members and the naked girls ...

... were practically attacked. Within seconds each pledge was licking the pussy of a member and getting spanked or fingered at the same time. The free for all would go well into the night, but Shelia walked away from the scene and picked up a collar and leash from the table. She beckoned for Diane to come to her, and the girl struggled to her feet and moved toward the table. When she was close enough, Shelia buckled the collar in place around her neck. Then she took the leash, but instead of clipping into the ring on the collar, it was attached to Diane’s left nipple ring. A hard tug resulted in a surprised yelp before she was led up the stairs away from what had become an all female orgy. They moved to a bedroom at the end of the hall, and Shelia dropped the leash before moving to a large armoire. When the doors were opened, Diane could see all manner of sex toys and torture implements. She shudder in a mini climax just looking at the inventory and imagined how it would feel to have all of them used on her. “I think you and I will get along just fine,” Shelia said, snapping Diane out of her trance. The sorority leader was stepping into a strap on harness with an impossibly large dildo attached to the front of it. Diane shuddered at the size, but she couldn’t look away. “Welcome,” Shelia said in a sly voice, “Welcome to our sorority, ETA PI.” Check out my other stories at RebelmanWrites.com