I was in desperate need of a large sum of money very quickly. Having received notice from my university that if I did not pay the remainder of my tuition in full within two weeks, my credits would be frozen and I could not enroll in classes for my final semester, I went to philosophy class crying and distracted. After class, Professor Rhodes pulled me aside with genuine concern on his face. I had always found him attractive, especially for a man in his 50's. He had a kind face, a graying beard, and a runner's body. He committed to helping me stay in school, saying I had a bright mind, and agreeing it wasn't fair. He said he might have a temporary job to offer me, but we had to discuss the details off campus.
At my university, greek life was very prominent and many of the staff were alumni to a sorority or fraternity. Being a rebel, hippie, and nonconformist, I loathed greek culture and refused to pledge anywhere. A lot of the other students found me snobbish for that reason, and I did not have many friends. I did, however, have a reputation of not only sleeping around, but having perfect perky bouncy C cup breasts on a curvy but athletic 5 foot tall frame, and for being wild in bed. While I knew it was no secret I had a sexual appetite, I did not know how many frat bro's shared detailed stories over pints of beer about gagging me with their dicks, making me cum by spanking me with shocking force, and calling me demeaning names and spitting on me while ravishing me upon my request during a one night stand.
I met Professor Rhodes in a dark bar near campus where he told me he had heard some stories about me. Caught off guard, I shifted uncomfortably in my seat while he shared he had struggled to maintain professionalism with me in class and during office hours after hearing rumors. I told him I didn't know what this had to do with the future of my academic career and got up to leave. Professor Rhodes grabbed my wrist and forcefully pulled me back into my chair. My pussy suddenly moistened and my breath quickened.
He told me the fraternity on campus of which he is an alumnus has a tradition they perform to officially initiate new members. Every year, the 10 alumni who donated the most have to find a woman in which they and every active member will dump their cum at least once- usually many times. These alumni are powerful wealthy men and they will pay any amount for the right cunt. They get to take her first in a brandy and cigars high-end back room pre-party. After they have emptied themselves into her as much as they want, they pass her on to the young men in the frat. With his fingers digging into my wrist with one hand, and gently brushing my hair from my face with the other, he looked in my eyes and asked how far I was willing to go for the sake of my future.
Just hearing him describe their tradition made me feel so degraded, like a lifeless object to him. I had never been so aroused in my life. I shifted so he could see the cleavage of my perky round tits and asked if he wanted to sample me before making a purchase. He said they would be auctioning the first creampie off to the highest bidder, so he couldn't, but not to worry. He licked his lips and his eyes studied shamelessly down my shirt and he said "You'll be getting much more of my cock than you can take soon enough."
I was told a uniform would be provided, so I arrived a few days later at the frat house in casual clothes; a long flowing hippie skirt, no bra, and my long red hair windswept without a fuss. The house was basically a mansion. A student in my chemistry class, Vaughn, answered the door wearing a brightly colored polo and the smug look of someone with too much money, and welcomed me into the living room. He handed me a slutty cocktail waitress uniform and told me to strip and put it on. I did as I was told as he watched me. "Good girl," he said. My pussy flooded. He pushed me down onto my knees and towered over me while I looked innocently up at him.
"As of now, you are property of the frat. You will do exactly as you are told by any member, current or former, until you are released from servitude. You will be released only when we have decided we are done using you and every member has emptied their balls into your cunt without a condom at least once. We may do so, as well as anything else we want to your body, as many times as we please. We may also share you with non-members of the frat. You fuck who we say, how we say, and when we say. You are ours to use and give away as we please. You are a toy, an object, a posession to us. Your safe word is "red" to use if you absolutely need a break or want out of the contract, but you may forfeit some or all of your payment if you use it, so I encourage you to explore your limits. If you otherwise disobey us, you will be punished. This is a sacred ritual of brotherhood, solidifying our bonds, and symbolizing our dominance and superiority over women. Any questions?"
Superiority over women. The anarchist in me wanted to spit in his face. I thought of my job prospects without a degree and my dreams of going to law school. "No," I said.
He slapped mr across the face, "No, SIR! Do you understand, cumslut?"
"Yes sir," I whimpered. Humiliation overcame me as I felt my nipples harden and become more sensitive against the silky uniform.
"Good. Tonight, you will be serving liquor, cigars, and your fuckholes to our most generous alumni." Vaughn grabbed my long hair and used it to lift me to standing. He turned me around and pulled my body into his, grinding his hard dick against my ass. He put a hand around my neck and rubbed my clit with the other whispering "As soon as these old fuckers are done humping you, come straight to my room second door on the third floor. I want to see you hate yourself for cumming while you ride me covered in sweat from fucking my father and his perverted friends."
Vaughn guided me into the library where a group of 10 well-dressed men were smoking cigars and discussing politics. They ignored me when I entered the room. Vaughn gave me a tray and gave me a look of obvious warning. If I messed up, I'd be answering to him when they were done with me.
I walked with the tray to the men and began sweetly asking each of them if they would like anything to drink. While making my rounds, I noticed Professor Rhodes was there. He winked and asked for a scotch neat. I retrieved it for him and he motioned for me to turn around. I turned around, my ass cheeks peaking out the bottom of my uniform at his face level. He petted my long hair gently before reaching his hand up my back and forcefully bending me over. He lifted my skirt, and pulled my panties down to my thighs, pulling apart my cheeks. I could feel his warm breath on my pussy as he stuck out his tongue, licking from my clit up to my asshole unbearably slowly. I moaned. Then he began tonguing the ring around my asshole and plunging his fat tongue into it, spreading my cheeks wider and wider. The other men continued discussing the next election, while Professor Rhodes occasionally removed his face from between my ass cheeks to offer his perspective.
I was panting desperately on the verge of cumming, when another old man with a huge pot belly mentioned his drink was empty. Professor Rhodes pulled my panties up and released me to go fill it. When I brought the drink, the man pulled me onto his lap facing him, his huge belly forcing my legs wide open. He unceremoniously pulled my breasts out of my uniform and began loudly sucking my nipples, grunting, smacking his lips, and breathing heavily while guiding my hips to grind back and forth across his lap. I could feel his small member poking out from under the fat against my abdomen. "I bet you want this cock, don't you? Mmmhmm. Yes, you do. Such a good little girl," he panted in between slobbering on my tits.
A tall nerdy man with thick glasses and a creepy smile announced his glass was empty. I climbed off of the fat man, my own juices dripping down my thigh, and not bothering to put my spit-soaked tits back in my uniform and walked over to the other man. He introduced himself as Professor Donalds and advised that I would be in his astronomy class next semester if I could earn my tuition. Then he slapped my ass and jiggled my cheeks around while laughing. A few others laughed as well. My face turned red and I walked shamefully to the bar to get his drink.
