Hazing The Sorority Pledge Ch 01

Disclaimer:

-This is a completely non-consensual story. If such content offends you, please do not read.

-This is purely a work of fiction. All characters are over the age of 18.

-The letters for the sorority were picked at random. For future chapters, I kinda wanted the sisters to be called DEBs because I like acronyms that spell words and I think it's kind of ironic. This is not a reflection on any sorority/fraternity that might go by these letters.

Quinn lets the weight drop on the shoulder press with relief as she finishes her final set. The twinge in her trapezius muscle has gotten much worse since the start of her workout. She stands up and grabs the spray and a towel to wipe off the machine. The home gym in the sorority house - it's really more of a mansion - is state of the art and members are expected to do their part in keeping it clean.

As a freshman pledge of the Delta Eta Beta sorority, Quinn has access to some of the perks that come with being a member and she takes full advantage of them. She wipes the sweat from her from her brow with a towel as she heads upstairs to the kitchen to grab a Gatorade before heading back to her dorm to shower.

Quinn is chugging a red Gatorade when her big sister, Sienna, walks in. It's the first Friday night since Bigs/Littles were assigned, which means all the Bigs have fun special plans for their Little tonight. Quinn can't wait to see what Sienna has planned.

"Hey, Quinn. How was your workout?" Sienna asks, taking in the sweaty workout clothes and half empty sports drink.

"It was great. That gym is amazing!" Quinn sets the bottle on the counter, flinching at the pain in her shoulder. She massages it absentmindedly. "I'm just about to head back to my dorm to shower. What time do you want me back here tonight?"

"6 sound good?" Sienna eyes the way Quinn is still rubbing her shoulder.

"Sounds good." Quinn's fingers hit a particularly sore spot. "Ahh..."

"What's up with your shoulder?"

"I think I strained it or something in the gym." Quinn shrugs. "Probably didn't stretch enough beforehand."

Sienna thinks for a moment. "How about instead of going out tonight, we do a spa night here? You can even spend the night. We have a bunch of air mattresses for pledges to use."

"Really? I'd love that! I can head to my dorm to shower and grab some stuff." Quinn replies.

"Shower here."

"What?"

"Shower here. I can lend you some clothes and a toothbrush."

Quinn squeals in excitement and throws her arms around her big sister. "Thank you thank you thank you!"

"Ew, get your sweaty self off of me." Sienna pushes her away, laughing. "Come on, let's go get you clean."

Sienna leads Quinn to her bedroom with its en suite bathroom. "You get in the shower. I'll grab some clothes for you and set up your bed for the night."

While Quinn is in the shower, Sienna sneaks some clothes through a crack in the bathroom door, shutting it behind her. Every Big is given an air mattress, pillow, sheets, and comforter to keep in her closet when assigned a Little. There are plenty of occasions when the pledges spend the night at the house, whether its for official sorority events or their Big decides it's best if they stay instead of heading back to their dorm. Once the bed is made, Sienna heads back downstairs to prep for spa night.

Sienna runs into a couple sisters, Addie and Niko, chatting in the hall. Sienna lets them know about the change in plans. Since the other Bigs will be out of the hourse with their Littles tonight, no one is expecting an "event" in the house. Addie and Niko jump on the idea of a spa night and offer to help set up.

The sisters gather some supplies and let the others know in case they also want to join.

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Quinn turns off the water and steps out of the shower, residual steam curling around her. She grabs the clean towel Sienna left out for her and dries off, using it to wrap her hair once she's done. She wipes off the mirror and examines her tall, slender body. Her C cup breasts are plump and perky. Her legs and stomach are toned from regular exercise, and her ass is respectable for a white girl, if she may say so herself.

Not a fan of feeling hair on her body, Quinn keeps everything clean with regular waxing.

Grabbing a jar of moisturizer from the counter, Quinn rubs it into her face. Her blue eyes are a bit tired under her plucked brows. Bless Sienna for suggesting they stay in. Quinn probably would have fallen asleep halfway through. She pulls the towel off and shakes out her long, brunette hair, giving it a quick blow dry.

Picking up the clothes left on the counter, Quinn finds a light blue tank top and gray sleep shorts with an elastic waist. The shorts end just below the curve of her ass and the tank top is a little loose due to Sienna's larger chest, but it's comfy. Quinn heads downstairs.

Quinn finds Sienna chatting with one of the sisters, Priya, in the kitchen. Both are wearing cute pajama sets. They look over when Quinn enters and smile at her.

"We're going to order some Chinese food since I know that's your favorite. I've got everyone else's order. We just need yours before I call it in. Oh, and some of the sisters are going to join us...if that's okay with you?" Sienna raises her pitch at the end, turning it into a question.

Quinn shrugs. "The more, the merrier. I'll take an order of general Tso's and a scallion pancake, please and thank you."

Sienna calls in the order, requesting delivery. The three girls head into the living room where six more sisters in their pajamas await. Quinn uses a scrunchy to throw her hair up in a messy bun to keep it out of her face.

Niko claps her hands together. "Let the spa night commence!" She steps aside to reveal a coffee table covered in everything needed for at-home manicures, pedicures, facials, and more. The sisters focus on Quinn before pairing off to help each other.

Quinn sits on the couch, feet in a fancy soaking tub, while Sienna gives her a facial and another sister, Amaya, files her fingernails. Quinn relishes the pampering, leaning back into the comfy coach.

Once the facial is complete and both fingers and toes are painted a seductive, sparkly crimson, Sienna sits on the couch, placing a cushion on the floor at her feet.

"Quinn, come over here and let's work on that shoulder of yours." Sienna gestures for Quinn to sit on the pillow. When Quinn complies, Sienna picks up a bottle of massage oil and squirts some into her hand. She rubs her hands together and gets to work on Quinn's shoulders.

Quinn groans in approval as Sienna's thumbs dig into her sore muscles. Sienna massages her Little's neck and shoulders until she hits the straps of the tank top.

"Do you mind if I move the straps off your shoulders?" Sienna asks. "I'd really rather not get oil on the fabric. I did that once and it totally stained."

"Yea, sure. That's fine with me."

Sienna slides the straps down Quinn's arms. The top itself stays up, but is loose enough that it gapes, providing Sienna a clear shot of Quinn's cleavage if she leans forward to peek. She digs her thumbs into Quinn's shoulder blades, causing Quinn to hum with pleasure and loll her head back. Sienna slides her hands forward to her collarbone. Once Quinn is fully relaxed, Sienna rubs slow circles over her chest, edging closer to her cleavage with each circle.

At first, Quinn doesn't even notice how far down the hands on her chest have crept. Her eyes are closed, her mind drifting. Sienna slips her fingertips under the neckline of the tank top, gently probing the swells of Quinn's breasts.

"What are you doing?" Quinn asks, paying attention now. She expects the question to result in Sienna moving her hands away. Clearly she must have missed the fact that she was massaging so low.

But Sienna does not move her hands away.

"Relax, it's just part of the massage. Do you have any idea how many muscles are in your chest?" Sienna is majoring in sports medicine. Quinn has never taken an anatomy class or had much interest in learning about the human body, so she trusts Sienna's judgment on this.

Quinn acquiesces, letting Sienna continue.

Sienna slides her hands further down, nudging the fabric. With little to hold it up, the tank top starts to slip down. Quinn squeaks in surprise and clutches the fabric to keep it in place. The other sisters look over, curious.

"What the hell, Sienna?"

"Like I said, there are a lot of muscles in the chest. And I don't want to get oil on the fabric, remember?" Sienna responds, nonchalantly.

"But..."

"What are you worried about? So we happen to see your boobs, no big deal. We're all women here." Sienna looks over at the sisters. "Nobody minds a little nudity, right, girls?"

The sisters all nod, offering a chorus of assurances that it's totally normal and nobody cares if she shows a little skin.

Quinn reluctantly lowers her arms, letting the top slip down to her nipples. The tops of her light pink areolas peek out. She is placated by their words, but still feels a bit uncomfortable about the whole situation. She pushes that aside. These are her future sisters. Of course they support her. And honestly, now that they know what will be happening over here, they'll probably be extra careful about not looking this way.

Sienna sweeps them down between Quinn's breasts, splitting to follow the curve. The fabric loses its remaining hold in the process and falls to Quinn's waist, revealing her bare breasts to the room. Sienna guides her hands out of the straps at her wrists, leaving Quinn essentially topless in a room full of women she barely knows.

Sienna adds more oil to her hands, slathering it onto Quinn's boobs. Leaning forward to reach lower, her own breasts brush the back of Quinn's head. Her nipples perk up at the sensation, only the thin fabric of her silky camisole between them. Sienna uses her anatomy classes and the massage course she attended over the summer to massage Quinn's breasts like a professional. She truly wants to ease any muscle pain the girl is carrying.

Once Sienna is satisfied that the muscles are well tended, she switches her focus to pleasuring the nerves. Her touch becomes teasing, tracing the curve of Quinn's breasts with her fingertips. She smirks as Quinn squirms at her feet. She runs her thumbs over Quinn's nipples, feeling them harden.

"Oh my god, Sienna. No, just no." Quinn tries to lean away.

Sienna pulls her shoulders back against the couch, adopting an innocent expression when Quinn leans her head back and turns it to look at her. "It's just part of the massage. Does it not feel good?" Her tone is earnest, as if the only reason Quinn could have an issue with is that it doesn't feel good.

Quinn hesitates before admitting, "It...it does feel...good, I suppose. But my muscles feel much better now, so maybe we should just stop the massage now." Okay, so she's fibbing a bit about her muscles, but damn it, she want this massage to stop.

Niko speaks up. "Massages aren't just about the muscles. The rest of your body benefits."

"Circulation, blood pressure, immunity, just to name a few." Addie lists off, holding up another finger with each item.

"And your mental state." Priya adds, a white sheet mask covering her face.

"Massages are great for reducing stress and anxiety." A sister, Tessa, says, as Niko applies a top coat to her fingernails.

Quinn blushes as she realizes all eight girls are staring directly at her.

"If you feel weird about her touching your tits, don't worry. Breast massages are totally common." Another sister, Lila, chimes in. She's got one of Addie's bare feet in her lap as she massages it.

"We always do massages like this." Amaya shrugs, rubbing moisturizer onto the face of the last sister in the room, Raina.

"There's no judgment here. Safe space." Raina assures Quinn. The other girls nod in agreement.

For a safe space, Quinn can't help but feel a little like they are pressuring her to let Sienna keep fondling her breasts. She acknowledges that they do make a good point about the health aspect and clearly no one here thinks it's weird that Sienna is touching her like this.

Quinn sighs, slumping back against the couch and letting Sienna resume. She subconsciously curves her shoulders in as Sienna teases her nipples, as if unsuccessfully trying to retreat into a shell to escape her hands.

A doorbell signals the arrival of the food. Quinn jumps in surprise. Priya, now sans face mask, gets up to retrieve the food and pay the driver. Even though there are multiple walls between her and the front door, Quinn feels a stab of fear that the delivery driver can see her and is ogling her breasts as Sienna continues to play with them.

Priya comes back into the living room. "Food is on the table. Come and get it."

Quinn stands and goes to put the tank top back on properly, anxious to have her breasts covered again. Sienna catches her wrists, stopping her.

"Leave it off. The oil is still wet." Sienna says. Before Quinn can protest, Sienna tugs the shirt over her hips and helps her step out of it. Addie and Amaya swoop in and hook their arms through Quinn's, escorting her into the dining room.

Quinn feels awkward and exposed as she lets her gaze roam the long table covered in takeout containers. The sisters deposit her into a chair at the head of the table - because, yea, she totally wants to be in a position where everyone can easily see her. The table is set with plates and silverware. Once everyone is seated, they start passing food around to its rightful owner.

After serving herself some General Tso's, white rice, and a couple slices of her scallion pancake, Quinn digs in. The cool air combined with the wet oil on her chest keeps her hard as she eats.

The sisters chat between bites while Quinn keeps to herself. She gets lost in her thoughts.

"So, Quinn, how's your shoulder feeling? Still sore?" Sienna's voice jars her back to the present.

"Um, my shoulder is feeling much better..." she hesitates, not sure whether she wants to share the whole truth. "...but my back is still pretty sore. I hadn't even realized how for down the ache went until my shoulder stopped hurting."

Tessa perks up. "Oh, I know just the thing to help. We'll take care of that after dinner."

When they finish eating, Quinn helps Raina and Lila put the food away and the dishes in the dishwasher. The rest of the sisters head to the living room to set up whatever Tessa's big idea requires. At least the kitchen has fewer eyes.

Quinn enters the living room to find the lights dimmed and lit candles scattered around the room. Relaxing music plays softly from the speakers. The sisters have pushed the coffee table aside, creating a large open space where the girls have laid out a bunch of blankets on top of each other. Tessa bounces over and guides Quinn to the blankets, instructing her to lay face down. Quinn complies, turning her head to the side, grateful her breasts are finally out of view. She still wishes she had a shirt on, but this is better than nothing.

Tessa, kneeling beside her, drizzles oil over her back. Sienna kneels down on her other side, adjusting Quinn's arms so there is space between them and her torso. The two start massaging her back. Quinn feels her stress melting away as the sisters attack the knots that have been plaguing her upper back. She can't help but notice that every time their hands slide up the side of her ribs, they graze her side boob with their fingertips. She decides to let it slide since she already spent 30 minutes with Sienna's hands on her breasts. What's a little graze here and there?

Tessa and Sienna make their way down to her lower back, their hands gliding in smooth strokes across her oiled skin. Sienna's hand brushes against the waistband of the sleep shorts.

"Hey, Quinn." Sienna says softly, not wanting to disrupt her peaceful state. "We need to get these off."

Quinn's heart drops. "Why?"

"Don't want to get oil on them."

"Is this really necessary? Can't you just push them a little further down or something?" Quinn pleads.

"Yes, it's necessary. These shorts have a habit of slipping back up, which means they'll get into the oil. Not to mention the oil they'll pick up from your legs." Sienna reasons.

"My legs?"

"Oh yes!" Tessa chimes in. "This is a full body massage. You'd be amazed at how treating the muscles in your lower body can affect the upper body. Did you know that different points in your feet are connected to different internal organs?"

"I, uh, may have heard that once." It does sound vaguely familiar to Quinn. "Ugh, fine, the shorts can come off."

"Niko, would you mind helping with that?" Sienna holds up her oil-covered hands to demonstrate why she can't do it herself.

"Of course! If you want, I can start massaging her legs, too." Niko comes over and clasps the shorts on either side of Quinn's hips. "Lift please."

Quinn reluctantly lifts her hips, closing her eyes. Niko pulls the shorts down her legs and tosses them to the side. There is a silence as her shorts come off and it feels like everyone is holding their breath in anticipation. Finally, one of the sisters speaks.

"Damn girl, what is your gym routine? Your ass is fire!" That sounds like Addie.

Everyone chuckles and the tension eases. Quinn decides she was probably just being paranoid because she's never been the only one naked in a room full of women. Hell, she's never been fully naked in front of anyone except her gynecologist before.

"Some help with her legs would be appreciated." Sienna tells Niko, passing her the bottle of massage oil.

"How about you get one leg and I'll get the other?" Priya kneels by Quinn's feet, holding a hand out for some oil. Niko squirts some into Priya's hand before getting some for herself.

Niko gives Priya a mischievous look. "Race you to the top! You know, in a slow, relaxing kind of way." They giggle and rub oil up the length of Quinn's legs before starting at her feet.

Quinn tries to wrap her head around how she ended up in this situation - naked, covered in oil, four sets of hands exploring her body, and god only knows how many eyes. She wonders if the other four sisters are watching her get massaged or if they are on their phones or something.

Tessa and Sienna work on her lower back. No wonder Sienna thought the shorts would get oil on them because the sisters are playing fast and loose with what qualifies as her lower back vs her ass.

Niko and Priya finish with her calves and move up to her thighs. In order to reach her inner thighs, they gently shift her legs farther apart. Quinn's cheeks flame in embarrassment at the thought that they can see her pussy. Their hands press into the sensitive skin, inching closer and closer to the apex of her thighs. Fingers are mere centimeters from her labia!

"Oh, Niko, look!" Priya exclaims. "She's glistening!"

Niko, who's eyes haven't left Quinn's pussy since they parted her legs, responds. "Oh, wow, you're right. She is!"

Humiliation threatens to choke Quinn. She plants her hands on the blankets and attempts to push herself up. The sisters press her back down.

"I'm so sorry, Quinn. I didn't mean it like that." Priya sounds contrite.

"I'm sorry too." Niko adds solemnly. "It's a perfectly natural reaction. Who wouldn't get at least a little bit wet when they've got someone's hands on them? It doesn't mean anything."

"We didn't mean to make you feel called out in any way." Priya adds. "Please, just let us finish the massage."

Their hands retreat down her thighs. Quinn relents and settles back down. The massage continues innocently for a few more minutes until Tessa digs into a knot at the top of Quinn's ass.

"Your glute muscles are seriously tight!" Tessa shifts to focus on Quinn's ass while Sienna moves back up to her shoulders. Tessa palpates up and down her glute muscles, then digs the heel of her palm into the tight muscles of both cheeks. She splays her palms across the base of each cheek, her thumbs dipping just slightly in between, just enough for Quinn to think it's unintentional. Tessa repeatedly spreads Quinn's cheeks wide, then releases them, letting them come together.