The next day, Laura got a text from Morgan telling her to come to her room. Once there, she knocked on the door. Morgan swiftly answered and shepherded her into her single dorm.
"Take off your clothes," Morgan said, returning to her desk where she had study materials already open. "Whenever you're in here- unless I have guests or it's otherwise specified- get naked immediately." Laura slipped out of her shorts and tank top, leaving her bra and underwear on. Surely Morgan didn't want her completely nude. Laura made her way over to Morgan's desk.
"Why are your underpants still on?" Morgan asked. Laura shrugged. Morgan rolled her eyes and swiveled her chair to face Laura. "Get on my knee. You've earned a spanking."
Laura stepped cautiously over to Morgan. Morgan slipped down her underwear and began striking her on the bare ass. Then, she lifted Laura up, took off her bra, and slapped her once on each breast. Like before, Morgan tentatively put her hand between her legs and felt the wetness. "Holy shit, you're such a homo." Laura felt the urge to disagree, but was too turned on to say anything.
"We have to go over some rules," Morgan said. "But I want you to eat me out while I tell you them. I also have to continue studying because I have a huge ass midterm tomorrow."
Laura nodded. She waited for Morgan to move toward the bed, but Morgan remained where she was. "Well, get under the desk." Suddenly, Laura realized what she was expected to do. She got down on her hands and knees and sat under the desk while Morgan continued her studying. Morgan was wearing a skirt and, when Laura moved her head underneath, was surprised to see that Morgan was wearing no underwear. She was also soaking wet. Laura began licking her clit while Morgan explained the rules.
"First, you must do everything I say when I say it. This is a normal regulation for Tri Delta hazing," Morgan explained. Laura continued to suck on her clit. Although Morgan's eyes fluttered slightly, she didn't let out the slightest gasp or even acknowledge what Laura was doing. Taking this as a challenge, Laura edged her fingers up Morgan's shirt and began fondling her breasts while her mouth did the rest of the work.
"Second of all, I can expose your body whenever I want. On campus, at the bar- whenever. If you refuse to strip when I tell you to, you will be removed from rush." After finishing this rule, Morgan let out a small moan. Laura took one of her fingers from Morgan's boob and, while still licking her, put one of her fingers in Morgan's soaking pussy.
"Finally, you have to make me come once a day. If I don't come one day, you have to make me come twice the next day. I never have to make you come unless I want to. Understood?" Laura nodded. "Say it to my pussy." Laura mumbled yes into Morgan's vagina. Then, she put two more fingers into her pussy. As she pushed them in and out and continued to work with her mouth, Morgan emitted a small gasp.
"Are you okay?" Laura said, pulling her fingers out.
"Don't stop!" Morgan nearly yelled, pushing her face back into her slit. Morgan was so wet, Laura almost drowned. Finally, Laura felt her pussy tighten and she came.
"Alright. You can go now." Morgan said, once her breathing had settled down. She turned back to her notes. "Meet me at the Backstreet Bar tomorrow. Wear a skirt, a crop top, and nothing else. We'll be at the back table." Laura put her clothes back on and turned to leave. "Wait. Come back here," Morgan said as she reached the door. Laura walked back. Laura reached to her back and unclasped her bra. She pulled down her tank top so that both of her nipples were completely exposed. "Walk back to your dorm like this. If you fix your shirt, I'll know." Although Laura was completely mortified, she couldn't help but feel incredibly turned on by both Morgan's forcefulness and the thought of people looking at her naked body.
Morgan looked at Laura's hardened nipples and smiled. "Oh, and one last rule. No masturbating until you're initiated, unless I tell you too. If you even wash your pussy too hard without my permission, you'll be kicked out." Morgan slapped her once on the ass and then dismissed her.
She walked out the door, hoping that no one would be in the hallway. Unfortunately, Morgan's dorm was teeming with people. Several turned their heads to watch her walk past, others wolf-whistled as she approached, and a few began to follow her.
"Hey Morgan," a guy in her political science course said as he passed her, keeping his eyes on her nipples. "See ya later."
When Laura returned to her dorm room, she was soaking wet from all of the attention her attire had garnered. Although her body was aching for release, she went to bed without touching herself. She couldn't wait until tomorrow.
Laura walked into the dark bar and immediately saw Morgan. As she made her way to the booth, she was surprised to see that Morgan was not alone. She was with two conventionally attractive men. Nearing the table, one of the men slid out so that Laura could sit next to Morgan.
"You're ten minutes late," Morgan said.
