I AM BOD 01 - Part Three - Sex Stories

I AM BOD 01 - Part Three

... to an upright vertical position with my legs and arms brought back together and to my sides. He then removed the restraint straps, releasing me from the BPD. The party was over. No one except for my trainer remained in the BOD Presentation Room. The music was silenced, and the main room lights shone brightly as I awkwardly exited the room and then the Frat House.

It was a cold November morning, and I was a sticky cum covered mess, but I proudly wore all their cum as a badge of honor. My trainer praised me for my endurance and how I shined at performing my BOD duties with enthusiasm for twelve straight hours. I felt emotionally and physically drained. After being driven back to my dorm, I collapsed in my bed, curled up in a ball, and slept for eleven hours straight. I was sore for the next three days, especially my legs from being stretched and restrained so wide open for such an extended period, but I didn't mind the soreness. And my pussy was puffed out and a bit raw too. It took a couple of days for the swelling to subside. Still, that minor discomfort was well worth the experience of sexually pleasuring so many guys in such a wild and crazy way!

After my experience at the Fraternity's first annual party in my Freshman year, I was so mesmerized with having the opportunity to sexually pleasure so many guys at one time in such a crazy bizarre manner that I happily volunteered to come back as BOD 01, not only at the second big annual party of that school year but also ...

... for many other parties throughout my Freshman year and for my remaining college days until I graduated. The Fraternity was incredibly grateful for this. I was the only girl in the Fraternity's twenty-year history of providing this kind of entertainment to participate more than twice as a BOD at their erotic parties. This meant they did not have to go through the rigors of searching for a new BOD for their parties, at least not until after I had graduated.

Apparently, finding a willing candidate to participate as a BOD was more challenging than you might imagine.

Just before I graduated, I was told I had established an iconic reputation at this Fraternity and would be sorely missed. They proclaimed that I would forever be known as the BOD, which was the ultimate sexual pleasuring device for men! I felt incredibly honored to carry this label! That label they bestowed upon me so long ago has stuck with me throughout my entire life. I also felt remorseful, knowing I would never be mounted on the BPD again and experience being BOD 01 for the frat brothers and their friends.

Sadly, ten years after I graduated from college, I heard that time had caught up with this elite but decadent Fraternity. As we all know, the kind of behavior the frat brothers had gotten away with for such a long time fell out of favor and was no longer tolerated or simply swept under the proverbial carpet. In the years following my graduation from USC, societal norms were changing. It was the new ...