Chapter 2
Initiation
Dawson woke up Monday morning and threw the covers off herself, revealing her short, light-blue t-shirt and black panties. She looked over at Alison who was getting out of her bed as well, wearing a sleek pink nightie. They looked at each other and gave a nod.
"Well, here we go. This is gonna be one hell of a week," Dawson yawned as she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes.
Alison gathered her towel and shampoo accessories and headed out for the showers. But as she opened the door, she found that there were two outfits on hangers, hanging from the doorknob. Alison took them off and brought them inside to show to Dawson.
"Well, it looks like it's already started," Alison said, showing her the outfits, "At least we've got our wardrobe picked out for us today."
Dawson looked to see that the girls of Sigma Delta had left two sexy nurses uniforms for them to wear for the day. She dropped her head down and sighed.
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Dawson and Alison walked across the campus lawn wearing their nurse uniforms. It was hard for them not to feel self-conscious in the tight-fitting, red and white, leather corsets, pushing up their tits so as to show ample cleavage. The one-piece suit also ran over their shapely hips to make a very short, tight skirt. The outfits also had two white, lacey garters on their thighs, connected with the rest of the ensemble with white, leather straps. They also had the small, white and red, folded nurses caps on their heads.
Almost everyone who walked past them stared, and many of the guys called out and whistled.
"Just keep walking, keep walking," Dawson whispered to Alison and to herself, "Let's just get to class."
Alison eventually had to split up from Dawson to go to her class, but luckily Dawson ran into Anne, who was wearing the same thing, with two long, blonde ponytails running out from under the dorky cap, and her large breasts spilling out of the medical corset.
"Anne!" Dawson called to her, "You don't happen to have Geography right now, do you?"
"Um, yeah, actually," she answered shyly.
"Thank goodness. We can sit together. It won't look so bad if we're wearing these together I suppose."
"Alright," Anne nodded, obviously still uncomfortable with the whole thing.
It didn't make things that much better in the class. They still got a number of cat calls for higher up in the lecture theater, and even the prof made a few interesting comments about their new dress code. Dawson just kept reminding herself that this was pledge week, and this kind of thinking was probably not that uncommon here during this week.
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After classes that day, Alison and Dawson, still wearing their nurse uniforms, met the other girls at the Sigma house. They saw Anne already there, and Jordan, wearing her own nurse outfit, but with less cleavage out the top than the other girls, arrived shortly after.
They walked into the living room, where the couches were pushed to the walls and a large plastic sheet was laid out on the floor. Brandi was there wearing a black, leather corset, standing with her hands on her hips.
"Alright pledges, last week we girls were nice to you, we were friendly, hospitable. But no longer. Strip to your underwear and kneel on the floor. Now!"
Brandi ordered with such force. The four girls immediately began striping off their uniforms down to their bras and panties. Alison was wearing a lacy pink set while the other three were wearing plain white, with the only exception being Anne who still had a white bra but black, sexy panties to go with it.
All four of them knelt on the floor in front of Brandi. The other girls of the sorority were standing behind them.
"Eyes here!" Brandi demanded and they all knelt at attention.
"Alright pledges, listen up! From now on, you are to do what we say without question! You are our slaves, and we are your superiors. Anything we want from you we get. Do you understand?!"
"Yes!" all four of them responded in unison.
"Yes ma'am," Brandi corrected them.
"Yes Ma'am!"
"We will be putting you through a serious of tests all this week. If you make it through each one, you will be accepted into the sorority. But make no mistake, even when you are accepted you will still be the bottom rung, and each of us other girls will still hold power over you. Do you understand?"
"Yes ma'am!"
"And as your head girl, I get anything I want from any of you, no questions asked. Do you understand?"
"Yes Ma'am!"
"Good. Now, sit up straight no your knees, all of you."
Dawson and the other girls each raised themselves up higher. Then the girls behind them each wrapped a blindfold around their eyes. Once all four girls were blindfolded and sitting up on their knees in their underwear, Eileen, Faith, Raven and Nikki all came up from behind and began dumping stuff all over the girls. Dawson and the other three gasped as they felt the cold, sticky feel of chocolate sauce, butterscotch sauce, and other sauces being poured all other their bodies. The four older girls smiled in glee as they emptied the bottles all over the pledges' bare skin, and all in their hair.
As a big glop of chocolate sauce landed in Jordan's hair, she let out an "Oh yuck!" and Brandi walked up to her said, "Just for that you lose your bra."
Eileen knelt down and removed Jordan's bra and began pouring chocolate sauce all over her small, perky tits.
Once the older girls were finished with their fun, they put the bottles down and the younger girls shivered, covered head to toe in sauces.
"Alright, well, the seven of us are hungry. So why don't the four of you get us some pizzas? We have an order waiting for us at the pizza shop on the other end of campus. I want the four of you to run over there and get it. Go!"
The four girls got up and ran out the door, sauces dripping off of their almost naked bodies. They avoided the stares of the onlookers as they ran across campus, over the lawns and past the buildings, making their way to the pizza place. The guy behind the counter seemed to know what was going on as he flashed as big smile as the came in, shivering cold.
The pizza guy took a quick look at Jordan's breasts, dripping in chocolate sauce, and said "Uh oh, you talked, didn't you."
Jordan just sent him and angry stare and the girls each grabbed the pizzas and ran back towards the house. They came back into the house where Brandi and Kate took the pizzas from them.
"Good. We're hungry. Now, while we eat this, you four can go wash yourselves off."
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