Sigma Lambda Tau Tit For Tat

CW: Non-consent, impregnation

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Gisele did not smirk when she walked into the Sigma Halloween party. Smirking was for amateurs, and she knew she could pull off what she intended. She held a bottle of fizzy water that she had carefully filled with enough Everclear to pickle a rugby girl. The Sigmas always had a huge bowl of punch for their Halloween parties, and it would make the perfect addition.

Of course, Gisele's Delta sisters didn't know what she was doing. They'd probably tell her not to do anything this risky, since the Sigmas were powerful and vindictive and yada yada. But then again, they kept complaining about how the Sigma parties kept getting better numbers than theirs. Once the Sigmas had a disastrous party, the other Deltas would surely be impressed.

The kitchen was busy. A tall redhead was setting up the bar, two other Sigmas were getting snacks ready, and a half-dozen strangers had wandered in searching for booze. The redhead moved to shoo them out, giving several of them a spank across the ass, and Gisele took the opportunity to slip in behind the punch bowl.

"Who are you?" one of the Sigmas asked, giving Gisele a mildly skeptical glance.

Gisele took a breath. She had a plan for this, because she wasn't an amateur - give a fake name and hope they couldn't tell Latina girls apart.

"I'm Lucia," Gisele said. "Katie asked me to help out."

"Okay," the Sigma said. "I appreciate it. We're super short-handed."

Gisele felt a slight stirring of doubt, but she pushed it aside. Even if they were being nice to her, they were still annoying. She waited for the Sigma to turn her back, then opened her bottle of booze. As quickly as she could, she poured it into the huge punch bowl, then gave the punch a stir before walking out.

She didn't realize she'd started to smirk as she left the kitchen. A Sigma named Akiko noticed the smirk as Gisele stepped out the back door, but didn't realize its meaning until it was too late.

--

For the first week after the party, Gisele thought it had worked. She heard wild stories about people getting unexpectedly drunk and fucking around. A girl in Gisele's physics class had cheated on her boyfriend, only to find out that he'd cheated on her too. An adjunct professor had dropped by out of curiosity and had fucked a senior. A half-dozen girls and three boys had passed out in the first hour, and one of them had gotten ravished. The Sigmas were normally happy to have wild parties, but rumor had it that they were furious.

And the Sigmas would never find out, Gisele told herself. She had done a perfect job, and they would never catch her. They'd have no choice but to take the embarrassment.

This conviction lasted until Gisele walked into her room in Delta house to find four upper class Deltas waiting for her, including her president, Jennifer. One of them swung the door shut behind her, and she swallowed.

"What's going on?" Gisele asked.

Jennifer sighed. "You remember how, when you joined Delta, you swore to be honest with your sisters?"

"Yes?"

"Did you spike the punch at the Sigma party?"

Gisele hesitated, and the hesitation fucked her. They suspected her as soon as she didn't answer, and she couldn't think of a lie while they were staring at her. She was still trying to think of what to say when the girl behind her set a hand on her shoulder.

"Yeah, that's what we thought," Jennifer said.

"Don't tell them-"

"They already know," Jennifer replied. "And they gave me a choice. They punish you, or they go to war with Delta house. And, well, I'm not going to see other sisters hurt for something you did."

Something rustled behind her, and Gisele glanced back. The Delta behind her held some sort of leather bondage gear.

"They were also picky about how we should hand you over."

Gisele dashed towards the window, and got two steps before the others caught her.

--

Gisele had plenty of time to consider her predicament as the other Deltas carried her over to Sigma house.

Her sisters had stripped her completely, from her skirt and her shoes down to her third-favorite pair of panties. When she'd protested, saying that the other Deltas wouldn't let them get away with this, they'd stuffed a handkerchief in her mouth and tied it behind her head. She'd wanted to ask who still uses handkerchiefs, but the question came out muffled.

Once she was naked, they'd pulled out several lengths of rope and a pair of leather bracelets. A Delta who Gisele hadn't realized was into bondage had taken charge, first looping the rope back and forth over Gisele's left thigh and ankle until her leg was bound in a bent position. She then slipped the bracelet over Gisele's wrist and looped the rope into a metal ring on the bracelet, keeping her hand from moving more than a few inches from her ankle.

After she was bound on both sides, the Deltas had picked her up with two on each side and carried her out the door into the daylight. She'd kept quiet as they'd carried her naked down sorority row, because making noise would only make more people look. It was bad enough that she saw a half-dozen people staring, or pointing, or taking pictures. She was blushing furiously, but she figured that was part of the punishment.

Akiko was waiting at the door when the Deltas reached Sigma house. She held the door for them, then followed them in.

"Naked and frog-tied," Jennifer said. "Like you asked."

"Good," Akiko said. "Bring her into the guest room."

"Listen. You're not going to hurt her, are you?"

"No more than she hurt our guests," Akiko said.

Jennifer considered this, and apparently decided it was good enough. She started walking, and the other Deltas followed. Gisele made a noise of protest through her gag, but nobody in the hall seemed bothered.

Jennifer sighed as they set Gisele down on the bed. She met Akiko's eyes, and found that she didn't know what to say or do. She was ashamed coming and going, and setting Gisele down didn't change that.

"We'll bring her back after the weekend," Akiko said. "No bad blood?"

Jennifer sighed. "No bad blood." She and the other Deltas stepped out, with one muttering something under her breath. Gisele couldn't make it all out, but the girl was either calling her thick, or calling her thicc.

Akiko closed the door, and walked around to where Gisele could see her. She was slender and pale, with black hair tied back in a ponytail and dark, piercing eyes.

"Hi, Gisele," Akiko said. "If I take your gag out, will you give me trouble?"

Gisele made a thoroughly gagged sound.

"I'll take that as a yes," Akiko said. She reached back and unfastened the gag.

Gisele shifted back. She couldn't move her hands away from her ankles, but she could at least sit halfway up. "I don't know what the fuck you think is going to happen, but you'll never get away with it."

Akiko said nothing for a moment, watching Gisele try to find a dignified position with her wrists bound so far down. Gisele was decidedly curvy - her tits were big enough that Akiko couldn't give her a handbra if she'd tried, her thighs were the lifesaving sort, and her ass was utterly luscious. Her skin was darker than most of the Latina girls in Sigma house, and it suited her well. Her blush, and the expression of restrained fury in her deep brown eyes, only made everything else cuter.

"What's going to happen is perfectly fair," Akiko said. "When you spiked our punch, a lot of girls suffered the effects. And, whatever happened to them, we're going to do to you."

Gisele chuckled. "You're going to get me drunk?"

"Maybe," Akiko said. "But we're more focused on results. Like, one of the girls who got drunk at that party ended up dancing naked on a table. That's why we had you brought here naked. It's fair."

"Fine," Gisele huffed. "Although I didn't dance."

"Yeah, but you can't really dance in this kind of bondage, can you?"

Gisele hissed and tried to bring her hand up, but in doing so she lost her balance and fell forward. She squealed as she faceplanted into the bed, and Akiko chuckled.

"One of the girls also fell over," Akiko added. "Check that off the list too."

"Real fucking funny," Gisele said. Akiko nodded, as if accepting the feedback, and knelt so that she could look Gisele in the eye.

"One of the girls you got drunk also got fucked by the women's rugby team captain," Akiko said.

Gisele laughed to cover up a note of panic. "That's not happening."

"No," Akiko agreed. "The captain has a girlfriend, and we wouldn't make her cheat again. But that just means that we have to pick a different girl to sit on your face."

"You wouldn't-"

Akiko reached out to place her hand against Gisele's cheek. The motion was gentle, and yet Gisele's heart raced. She could feel something dire waiting behind that gentleness, and she didn't know how to react.

"We will," Akiko replied. "It's not what we'd prefer to be doing, but sometimes our hands are tied, too. When somebody else starts a fight, we have to win it. And when somebody fucks with us, we have to fuck back."

With some difficulty, Gisele rocked herself back up to a sitting position. She stared at Akiko, somewhere between anger and wariness.

"This isn't legal," Gisele said, but she sounded like she already knew the answer.

"No, but it's fair," Akiko said. "Now, do you want to pick the girl, or will I?"

Gisele swallowed. She hadn't expected the Sigmas to carry the punishment beyond having her carted to their house naked, and a dozen possible strategies flashed across her mind. In an impulsive moment, she decided that she'd pretend to comply but throw as much sand in their gears as possible. Doubts and regrets bubbled up, and she squashed them down as aggressively as she could. Outwardly, she took a deep breath and gathered her words.

"I...I'll pick," Gisele said. "Um. You?"

Akiko smiled. "That's a good choice, honestly," she said as she reached down and slid her skirt to the floor. "I'm smaller than most of the other choices."

Gisele tried to keep her breathing slow as she watched Akiko drop her panties, too. Akiko was slender, and she'd shaved her bush entirely; she was undeniably cute. And yet, Gisele's experimentation with other girls had never gone beyond a single hesitant make-out session with a little bit of fingering. Going down on a girl was a new frontier.

"I'm gonna tip you back," Akiko said, and before Gisele had processed the words Akiko gave her a firm push and she tipped onto her back. The bed was huge, and she wondered how many people the Sigmas expected to be using it at a time.

"I am lucky to get to do this," Akiko admitted as she climbed up onto the bed. "You might have gone beyond party foul into party felony but you're a hottie."

Akiko reached down and caressed Gisele's cheek again as she lifted her leg to straddle Gisele's face. This time the gesture felt tender and hopeful, as if Akiko was exploring something uncharted. Gisele doubted it was really new - the Sigmas had a reputation for being inveterate sluts - but the impression was hard to shake. She took a deep breath, catching the sweet scent of Akiko's pussy, and waited until Akiko lowered herself carefully onto her face.

Gisele's heart was racing and she was struggling to keep her breathing under control, but she found herself being drawn in all the same. She kissed Akiko's pussy, her lips just beginning to explore, and Akiko's sigh of pleasure gave her a bit of confidence. She thought of what she liked when a boy went down on her, and resolved to try it all from the other end.

"I promise not to fall on you," Akiko sighed, a note of pleasure beginning to creep into her voice. Gisele had noticed that she wouldn't be able to catch Akiko, but in spite of her apprehension she took the promise seriously.

Akiko's pussy was much more of an innie than Gisele's, but it opened for her tongue all the same. Akiko panted as Gisele ran her tongue up and down her cleft, meandering along the hidden valley she'd found. Akiko's wetness mixed with her own until it was all the same, her pleasure coating Gisele's tongue and running onto her cheeks. Gisele's fear began to fade as she learned, Akiko's secrets coming to her in moans and gasps and the motions of her hips.

"Oh, fuck," Akiko said. "You're a natural."

Gisele couldn't reply. Or, she supposed, she couldn't reply with words. She flicked her tongue up around Akiko's clit and was rewarded with a long, meandering moan. She pressed onward, teasing Akiko's clit until it pressed eagerly against her tongue. Akiko slid her fingers into Gisele's hair, holding on as if she was riding a horse bareback, and her intensity was reassuring and scary all at once.

Gisele wondered if the girl who'd fucked the rugby captain had felt the same way she did - a bit excited but a bit scared, with no way out. She felt a pang of guilt, but she pushed it down. It would have to wait.

"Do you think you can get me off?" Akiko panted. "I really want it."

There was only one way for Gisele to answer. She couldn't say anything, or give Akiko's elegant leg a caress; the only way she could say yes was to do it.

For all of Akiko's mystique as a Sigma, though, she wasn't hiding her pleasure. She moaned and caressed Gisele and rocked her hips, and the signs all illuminated a path that led up to her peak. Gisele didn't know if she was always this straightforward of a lover or if she was trying to provide a fair challenge, but she was going to take it either way.

Gisele strained upward, pressing her face up to meet the motion of Akiko's hips. Akiko's motions grew smaller as she hunted for her release, homing in on the exact locus of her pleasure, and Gisele followed her. Her tongue circled Akiko's eager clit, and she could feel Akiko's tension building in her thighs as she rose up.

"Yes," Akiko gasped. "Oh, fuck, yes!"

Gisele knew that, if she meant to keep to her plan, one of the best ways to thwart the Sigmas would be to bring Akiko to the edge of orgasm and then refuse to push her over. She could hear the quiver in the girl's voice, and she knew she could leave her frustrated.

She couldn't stop, though. A small part of it was fear of what the Sigmas would do if she spit in their eye like that. Larger than that, though, was her own desire. Akiko's moans were beautiful, and she held nothing back. Gisele wanted to feel her pleasure radiate through her, and hear how loud she wailed when she fell apart.

Akiko's climax was almost silent at first, though. She grabbed the headboard, keeping her promise not to fall over onto Gisele through sheer willpower if nothing else. She pressed her pussy against Gisele's lips, holding it close, and for a moment the only sign of her climax was the squeezing Gisele felt around her tongue.

The dam burst, though. Akiko's silence broke into a long, warbling moan as the pleasure coursed through her, the sound rising until it filled the room. Akiko grabbed Gisele's hair and held tightly, holding her close as her climax rose up and crashed. Gisele realized that Akiko hadn't been putting on an act - her pleasure was beautifully straightforward, and Gisele felt a perverse sense of joy at getting to see it.

"Fuck," Akiko gasped, the tension finally slipping away from her. "You're good at that."

Gisele wasn't sure what to make of this compliment. She caught her breath as Akiko climbed off and collapsed onto the bed next to her, and looked over at Akiko, wondering if she'd be going down on her all weekend long.

Akiko looked up at her, as if trying to peer into her thoughts. "You're being really cooperative," she said.

"Thanks?" Gisele said.

"It's good," Akiko said. "It's a sign that you're sorry." She paused. "Or that you're a slut, but we respect that."

Gisele took a deep breath, wondering how much she'd bought herself by playing along.

"Does...that mean I can go?"

Akiko shook her head. "Not yet," she said. "But it does mean we'll pick some nicer guys for you."

"Guys?" Gisele squealed.

"Well of course," Akiko said. "You got plenty of girls drunk with your stunt, and a few of them fucked guys."

Akiko stood, picking her skirt up but not bothering to put it back on. She walked to the door half-naked and glanced back at Gisele as she opened it.

"Get comfortable," she said, "and I'll pick the first guy for you."

--

It was at least half an hour before Akiko came back in. Gisele had flipped herself forward so that she could see the door when it opened, and she watched Akiko and her guy friend enter with some trepidation.

He was cute, she supposed - tall and a bit skinny, but skinny like a runner and not like a basement dweller. He wore a mask that covered the top of his head, although his black hair stuck out haphazardly from beneath it, and his blue eyes took in the sight of Gisele's upturned ass with quiet appreciation.

"This is...well, let's call him Charlie," Akiko said. "Alpha and Bravo got ruled out."

Gisele watched Charlie warily. She wasn't sure how much playing along the Sigmas expected, since she was still tied up, and she wasn't sure how much she could manage. Charlie was cute, but she suspected that he wasn't wearing anything beneath his silk robe, and she wasn't eager to get it off of him, either.

Charlie stepped up to the side of the bed. He reached out and carefully shook Gisele's hand where it was bound to her leg.

Akiko laughed. "Such a professional," she said, giving Charlie a kiss. "Now, Gisele, one of the girls you got drunk ended up fucking a strange guy on one of our couches. Should we move you to the common room couch so Charlie can fuck you, or do you think this bed in here is close enough?"

"This is close enough!" Gisele squeaked. She blushed, even as she told herself that she was still playing along; Akiko made her blush deepen by patting her ass appreciatively.

"Good," Akiko said. "And, Charlie, how would you like her?"

Charlie hesitated a moment. He'd been told not to talk if he could avoid it, and he meant not to. He pointed to Gisele's ass and then to the edge of the bed, and Akiko nodded.

"Good boy," she whispered, and he blushed at least as deeply as Gisele had. Akiko moved to Gisele's front as Charlie grabbed Gisele's hips, and between the two of them they maneuvered her to the bed's edge, her knees perched not far from the edge and her ass sticking tantalizingly up.

"The girl you got drunk, who did this on the couch, she actually got bent over the arm," Akiko said. "So we're being generous, letting you take him like this. It'll be easier on your joints."

Gisele looked back, squirming in her restraints in spite of herself. She tried to meet the guy's eyes, but Akiko moved down and blocked her view. She grinned at Charlie as she set one hand on Gisele's ass, giving it an idle caress.

"The question is, do either of you need any attention before you can start?" Akiko asked softly. She ran one hand across Charlie's hip and slipped it inside his robe, and he gasped as her delicate fingers closed around his stiffening cock. He reached out, uncertain of who to touch or where, and Akiko guided his fingers to Gisele's inner thigh.

"Is she wet for you?" Akiko asked. "Or should I give her some kisses?"

It was almost comical how quickly he nodded. Akiko only smiled, though, and knelt between the two. With one hand she slowly stroked Charlie's shaft, and with the other she guided herself to Gisele's pussy.

Gisele and Charlie both moaned as Akiko began, each in their own way. Gisele's moan began with surprise that faded into arousal as Akiko ran her tongue back and forth along Gisele's cleft. Her body responded swiftly, and her own performance suddenly felt amateurish by comparison. Charlie was helpless, moaning as much for the sight of Akiko at work as he was for the touch of her hand. He would be moaning even if she wasn't touching him, and she knew it, but her hand moved up and down his stiffening cock all the same.