Hazing The Sorority Pledge Ch 04

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.

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Quinn finishes up her Wednesday afternoon workout in the sorority gym, heading upstairs for a drink. Checking her phone, she spots a text from Sienna.

"Meet me in the dining room after your workout."

She detours to the dining room where Sienna and about 15 other sisters are eating dinner.

"Hey Sienna, what's up?" Quinn stops next to her big sister, stomach growling as the scent of the food wafts her way. She realizes she forgot to grab lunch between classes today.

"Hey, Quinn." Sienna looks up at her with a smile. "Join us for dinner and then we'll discuss, sound good?"

"You're a lifesaver!" Quinn laughs as her stomach growls again. She heads to the kitchen to grab a plate and pile it with spaghetti carbonara from the pot on the stove. The sisters chat with her as they eat. When every bit of pasta and bacon are cleaned from her plate, Quinn leans back with a contented sigh.

Tessa grabs her empty plate from in front of her and takes it to the kitchen along with a few other dishes. Sienna turns toward her and Quinn sits up, knowing it's time to get down to business.

"We have a pledge task for you to complete tonight." Sienna says, eying her sweaty post-gym state. "Why don't you go take a shower in my room? Once you're clean, I'll explain the task."

Quinn sighs, knowing she's not going to enjoy this. She heads upstairs to shower.

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Quinn steps out of the shower, now squeaky clean, and dries off. Wrapping the towel around her, she heads into Sienna's bedroom where Sienna waits for her, hands behind her back. The lack of clothes in sight tells Quinn she's not about to get dressed any time soon. Oh joy.

"You can drop the towel." Sienna says. When Quinn hesitates, Sienna reaches over to grab the towel and tug, pulling it free and letting it fall to the floor.

Quinn crosses her arms over her stomach, shifting from foot to foot as she struggles not to attempt to cover herself. It hasn't gotten any easier to stand naked in front of another woman, despite all the experience she's been racking up.

"So, as I said, you have a pledge task tonight." Sienna starts, hungrily eying Quinn's toned body. "You have until 10pm to complete the task. Fail and you will be punished."

Quinn glances at the clock on the nightstand. 7:12pm. She has just under 3 hours to do whatever she's about to be asked to do.

Sienna brings her arm out from behind her back, holding up a hand with something dangling from her index finger. It looks like...well, it looks like one of those candy necklaces she used to wear when she was a kid. She would eat the pieces over time until she was left with an empty string around her neck.

"You will put this on. You must go around to all the sisters in the house and ask them to eat a single piece. They can only eat one piece. Once you've visited each sister in the house, you may start from the beginning and ask the sisters a second time. You will repeat the process until every piece of candy is gone or 10pm. I will accompany you through the task with a list of all the sisters to keep track of who has eaten a piece of candy and make sure you obey the rules. If we hit 10pm and even one piece of candy is still on the string, you fail." Sienna explains. "Am I clear?"

Quinn nods, wondering what the catch is besides having to run around the house for hours. She wouldn't be naked if there wasn't a catch. Then again, maybe she would. The sisters seem to enjoy her nudity for the sake of her discomfort.

Sienna hands Quinn the candy. She holds it out...and there's the catch. It's not a necklace as she originally assumed. The candy forms a bra and panties. She feels queasy as she considers what that means for the sisters to eat the candy.

Quinn slips into the candy lingerie. She's not sure whether to be grateful or embarrassed that the panties have a single string resting between her cheeks like a thong. At least it means the task will be done sooner with fewer pieces to eat back there.

"Sienna, would you please eat a piece of my candy?"

Sienna smirks as she kneels in front of Quinn. She tugs the panties away from Quinn's skin. She picks a piece where the v over her mound combines into a single line of candy between the pledge's legs. As she leans in, Quinn can feel Sienna's breath on her pussy. Sienna sucks on the candy until it's soft enough to crunch it with her teeth. Quinn closes her eyes and endures the whole process, knowing she has another three hours of this ahead of her.

Candy eaten, Sienna stands and grabs a clipboard with the list of sisters in the house and a pen. She follows as Quinn exits the bedroom and heads back downstairs to the dining room to find it empty. The sisters have scattered to make her task take that much longer as Quinn searches for them.

In the kitchen, Lila is making a glass of tea. She turns, holding the mug in her hand and dunking the teabag, as she hears Quinn enter. There's an expectant look on her face.

"Lila, would you please eat a piece of my candy?"

"Why, I would be delighted to!" Lila sets the mug on the counter and approaches Quinn. She picks a candy bead over Quinn's nipple and sucks, letting her tongue slip out to brush the pink bud underneath. Quinn's cheeks heat as it hardens in response.

In the living room, Blake and Niko watch something on TV.

"Blake, Niko," Quinn nods to each in turn. "Would you please eat a piece of my candy?" The sisters each pick a piece on her panties and simultaneously suck on them.

Quinn moves from room to room in the fucking huge mansion, for the first time hating that fact about the DEB house. Once she has checked every room of the house and asked each sister she came across to eat a piece of candy - suffering every subtle hand graze, lip brush, and tongue swipe - about 2/3 of the candy and 1.5 hours remain. She figures the next couple rounds will go faster because she knows where to find everyone now.

"Sienna, would you-"

"Ah ah ah, I can't eat your candy yet." Sienna holds up a finger to stop Quinn.

"What do you mean you can't? I've asked every girl at the house. I get to start again." Quinn protests, annoyed at the holdup.

Sienna shows her the list on her clipboard. Three names have not been checked off. Quinn frowns as she realizes she hasn't seen any of them since dinner. Where the hell could they be. She sets off to search the house again.

Quinn wants to scream in frustration as another 15 minutes fly by with no sign of the missing sisters. Sienna stands at her side, calm and cool as ever. A flicker of light and the faint sound of laughter has Quinn whirling her head to look out the back windows. The missing sisters are seated around the fire pit in the backyard. Without a second thought, Quinn races out the door to get to them.

"Ladies, would you please eat a piece of my candy?" Quinn asks, breathless as she stops in front of them. a light breeze makes her aware of the fact that she is once again outside, technically not wearing any clothes. She may be covered, but she does not consider the partially eaten candy as clothing.

Quinn jumps as one of the sisters is the first to pick a candy bead by her asshole. Quinn asks them again as part of the second round to avoid another trip out here. Six pieces down, Quinn heads back inside with Sienna.

By the third round of asking, Quinn's breasts, pussy, and ass are free of candy and the sisters are sucking on the candy in less intimate places. Quinn enters Amaya's room for the third time that night. Only three pieces of candy remain, one on the panties and two on the bra.

"Amaya, would you please eat-"

"Time's up!" Sienna calls from the doorway. "Sorry, Amaya, no more candy for you."

"What! But...but..." Quinn glances at the clock by Amaya's bed and her knees nearly give out. 10:01pm. She'd failed. "I was so close..."

Sienna leads Quinn back to her bedroom, her laundered gym clothes waiting for her on the bed. Quinn removes the string contraptions and pulls on her clothes with relief tinged with anxiety about the upcoming punishment she would have to face.

"You will receive your punishment tomorrow, after the officers' meeting." Sienna informs her, guessing what she was thinking about. Quinn nods woodenly and Sienna escorts her to the front door. "Have a good night!"

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The following evening, Blake ends the house meeting by asking all the pledges to stick around until after the officers finish their meeting. Quinn feels the blood drain from her face, knowing this is part of her punishment. Apparently, now that the pledges are aware of what's happening to her, they are being brought in to help with the torment. Like it wasn't already humiliating enough already.

The pledges head into the living room to watch some Netflix while they wait. Maya and Grace catch Quinn and take her upstairs to Maya's bedroom. Maya curls Quinn's hair while Grace does her makeup.

"Strip." Grace orders once she and Maya finish.

Quinn stands and complies, taking everything off. Grace hands her a lacy white thong. Quinn steps into it and pulls it up, waiting for the next article of clothing and wondering if there won't be any more.

Maya hands Quinn a pair of white thigh high socks. She sits on the edge of the bed to pull them on. Next comes a white shirt. She shrugs into it and Grace ties the ends into knot under Quinn's tits. This is followed by a red plaid micro skirt. The outfit is capped off with red stiletto Mary Janes. Catching a glimpse of herself in a full length mirror, Quinn realizes she's surpassed sexy school girl and gone straight to erotic. The skirt doesn't even cover her entire ass and most of her cleavage and stomach are bare.

Maya's phone buzzes with a text. She opens it.

"Time to go." She and Grace lead Quinn downstairs to the living room. Sisters line the room while the pledges stand in a line in front of the fireplace. The coffee table has been moved out of the room. In it's place is a solitary chair facing the pledges.

Quinn is directed to sit in the chair. She watches the pledges' expressions as she moves to sit in front of them. Some look uncomfortable, others curious. Quinn's arms are forced behind the back of the chair and bound together, the position pushing her chest out. Her legs are spread wide so that her ankles can be tied to the legs of the chair. The faint hint of pink visible through the thin white fabric of her shirt makes it clear to the pledges that she is not wearing a bra. The red micro skirt that barely covered her while standing does nothing to hide her lacy thong or the fact that her outer labia are peeking out from behind the fabric.

"Welcome, pledges, to the first punishment of the semester." Priya steps forward and announces. She unties the knot of Quinn's flimsy excuse for a shirt. It falls open, allowing the pledges an unhindered view of her tits.

Addie walks over to the first pledge in the line, Chloe, and guides her over to Quinn. "Cup her breast."

Chloe looks at Addie in disbelief for a moment, then mouths "sorry" to Quinn. She reaches out to hold Quinn's boob, surprising herself by how much she enjoys the feel of her soft skin and the plump weight of it.

"Play with it."

Chloe runs her hands over Quinn's breast, squeezing it gently, and tracing the areola. Quinn feels goosebumps break out in response to the light touch.

"Lick it."

"What?" Chloe whips her head to look at Addie. It was one thing to be on the periphery of Quinn's violation, even playing with her tit wasn't so bad because Chloe could tell herself it was like playing with her own. It meant nothing. But to be forced to actively participate in a way that Chloe isn't comfortable with brought its own sense of violation.

"You didn't think Quinn's boundaries were the only ones we were going to test, did you?" Priya smirks as she addresses Chloe. There is something cold about her generally sweet demeanor that sends a shiver through each of the pledges, including Quinn.

Chloe pales, then leans in to flick Quinn's nipple with her tongue.

"Next pledge." Addie tells Priya, who leads Bailey over to Quinn's other side. She instructs Bailey to fondle Quinn's untouched breast. Bailey complies without a word, but looks uncomfortable. "Lick it."

"Suck on her tits." Priya commands.

Bailey and Chloe latch onto Quinn's tits, sucking on her nipples as she moans and whimpers in a mixture of revulsion and pleasure. Whatever safety she felt in the pledges' presence is gone, leaving her feeling empty and alone in a room filled with people.

"That's enough." Addie puts a stop to the pledges' ministrations. Chloe and Bailey release Quinn with two wet pops and head back to the line to watch what happens next. Quinn is panting in her chair, breasts glistening with saliva.

Two more pledges are brought over at a nod from Addie, Divya and Riley.

"Cup her breasts." Priya orders.

Divya reaches out to do as she's told.

"No." Riley refuses.

"No?" Priya's eyebrows arch in surprise at this show of defiance.

"I'm not doing this. I don't want to." Riley stands firm in her decision.

CRACK!

Quinn screams as something hits her pussy with a sharp slap. Pain like nothing she's ever felt washes over her. She processes what just happened. Charlie had swooped in and landed a blow to her pussy with a riding crop. Quinn knows that some people like getting spanked or whipped during sex, that it feels good despite the pain. There was no pleasure for her, only agony.

"Every time you refuse to comply with our orders, Quinn's pussy gets whipped." Charlie informs the pledges. This is Quinn's punishment after all.

"But..." Riley starts to protest.

CRACK!

Another smack of the crop. Tears stream down Quinn's face as she struggles to hold in a sob. Riley hesitates, still reluctant.

"Please, Riley. Touch my breasts. Please. I need you to do this for me. Play with them, suck on them, whatever they ask you to do. Just do it." Quinn begs her. She can't believe she's been reduced to begging for sexual contact that she despises, but she fears the sting of the whip more.

Riley sees that Quinn truly means it, that she's desperate for Riley to follow the sisters' commands. She relents and grabs Quinn's breast. Divya joins her on the other side. They tease Quinn with their mouths when told.

The sisters work their way through the rest of the pledges. A couple pledges suck enthusiastically, not waiting for the order before they descend on her breasts. One pledge, Victoria, chooses to refuse at first, earning Quinn another flick of the whip and searing pain. Quinn eyes her with hatred, knowing Victoria refused on purpose to see her whipped. They weren't friends, but they'd been friendly throughout the pledging process up to this point. Guess that was over now.

"Alright, pledges, that's it for tonight." Addie says once the last pledge has had their turn and is back in line with the others. "You can grab your things and head back to your dorms or whatever else you have planned."

The pledges hurry out, eager to get away before the sisters decide to put them in the chair for a punishment. Quinn watches them leave, still bound to the chair.

Blake, the sorority president, decides to take advantage of Quinn's current predicament. She straddles her lap and grabs Quinn's face, holding her still while leaning in to press her lips against Quinn's. She pulls back after a moment, letting go of her face, and runs her hands over Quinn's bare breasts.

"God, you have such perfect tits!" Blake gives them a squeeze. "Would you like to see mine?"

"No."

Blake ignores Quinn and pulls her own shirt over her head, tossing it aside. She reaches back to unclasp her her bra, removing it as well. Quinn is unwillingly faced with the president's perky breasts as she cups them and presses them together.

"What do you think of them?" Blake presents her breasts for inspection.

Quinn can't help but notice that, as far as breasts go, they're really nice ones. Blake's tits are more than a handful with pretty pink areolas and cute nipples. Quinn shrugs. "They're great."

Blake seems satisfied with that answer and leans in to kiss Quinn again. Their breasts press against each other. Quinn is horrified by the knowledge of what Blake's hard nipples feel like against her own. Blake continues to makeout with her despite Quinn's lack of response, keeping her lips pressed together. Since she isn't into it, Quinn's mind analyzes every movement, every place where their bodies are connected, and how much of that is direct skin on skin contact.

Blake runs her tongue over the seam of Quinn's lips, but doesn't try to force her way in. She plants kisses along her jaw and down her neck, grinding against Quinn's pussy. Quinn hisses at the pressure on her sore folds. Blake pulls back and eyes her with a sultry pout.

"Aw, is somebody a bit sore down there?" She reaches down and gently rubs her fingers over Quinn's panties, causing her to flinch. "A lot of people find pleasure in the pain. Did you feel any pleasure when Charlie whipped your pretty little pussy?"

Quinn shakes her head no.

Blake looks over to their silent audience and laments that they'll have to be more careful about hurting Quinn in the future. "Let's see if we can't make you feel a little bit better now." She nods to Niko, who goes to the kitchen. Blake slips her index finger into Quinn's panties, her knuckle skimming up and down Quinn's slit lightly enough that it doesn't hurt the abused skin. She tugs the fabric aside.

Niko returns and hands something to the president. Quinn doesn't realize what it is until Blake presses something cold and wet to her clit. Quinn gasps and shivers as the ice is rubbed over her pussy, easing the lingering pain.

"Does that feel good?" Blake asks.

Quinn nods slowly.

Blake rubs her folds until the cube melts. She stands up and eyes Quinn. Blake pulls out her phone and snaps a picture. Quinn glares at her, pissed at the growing supply of blackmail material and annoyed that her pain is forever immortalized on film.

"Damn, that's one for the spank bank." Blake examines the photo. Quinn tied to the chair, technically dressed, but her breasts and pussy bare. Her pussy wet and red from the whip and cold. Blake only wishes Quinn's nipples were still wet from the pledges' saliva. Well, that's something easily remedied. She swoops in and lathes her tongue over Quinn's nipples before stepping back to take another picture. Blake checks it. God, this girl is gorgeous when she's pissed.

The sisters untie Quinn. She runs to Maya's room where she left her clothes and quickly changes. Quinn heads back downstairs and runs out of the house before they can do anything else to her tonight. On the way out, she catches a glimpse of Blake, still topless, chatting with the other sisters like it's totally normal.