Editor: Llorelai
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Though I did go to college, I was never in a sorority. I knew if I was ever going to have anything in this world, I would have to earn it; sorority girls would have the world given to them. Their sense of entitlement also makes them mean. I had no intention of spending four years with them.
I got my degree in education. I worked hard, and I built a comfortable life for myself. I was a well respected teacher at an elite private school. Then, in one senseless afternoon, it all came crashing down. A routine traffic stop while driving my boyfriend's car turned up drugs. A search of my house turned up more drugs. My boyfriend denied all knowledge; I was left holding the bag. The school I teach for decided their reputation trumped loyalty. Everything I had worked for was gone. Even my friends would have very little to do with me.
I placed an ad as a tutor in the local college paper. I was relieved when I got a call to schedule a session a day later. Shortly after I arrived at her home for the session, she made it clear she was not interested in a tutor. She had seen my ad and recognized my name from the news. A little digging told her I was scheduled to appear in her father's court for the drug charges. Sensing a golden opportunity, she and her sister blackmailed me. I have to do whatever they command; if I fail to comply, they exert influence on their father. I am hoping for probation, but the judge could sentence me to fifteen to twenty. I don't know whether they can exert that much influence or not. The way my luck was running I couldn't take the risk.
I spent the night with them as their personal plaything. I allowed myself to be humiliated in ways I never even imagined. I believed the nightmare would end when the evening ended. They informed me as I was leaving that I was to return the following Friday for a party they are hosting.
I was still trying to come up with a way out of this when the cab dropped me off in front of their house. It was time to quit trying to find a way out and steel myself to get through this. For the past week, my stomach had been tense knowing what was coming that night. After four years of avoiding them in college, I was about to spend my first night with a sorority. I wouldn't be a pledge though; no, that night I was to serve them as their plaything, living entertainment provided by their hosts and my Mistresses, the twins Raven and Rose.
Mistresses Raven and Rose are typical spoiled brats who take great pleasure in degrading others. Add a roomful of young, equally cruel girls for them to show off for, and I knew I was in for a night of abject humiliation. My mistresses enjoyed the fact that at 35, I was twelve years older than them; yet I must still obey them, cater to their every whim. They missed no opportunity to rub my nose in that fact. I would spend the rest of that evening catering to an entire group of women who would normally refer to me as "Ma'am.
They were already at the door when I reached the landing. I have to admit, they are a stunning pair. Raven with her long jet black hair with crimson streaks, Rose with her bright red hair. They were dressed elegantly in evening dresses. I had dressed simply...I had an idea I would not be spending much time clothed that night anyway.
Raven greeted me with her normal condescending smile.
"I am SO glad to see you, Princess," she said "the evening just would not have been complete without you. You must come in and get ready as our guests will be arriving shortly, and we need still to give you instructions for the evening."
As soon as I was in the door, they led me down the hall to the bedroom where we spent the last evening I was here, and as I suspected, there was a small box with my name on it waiting on the bed.
"Be a good girl," Rose told me as they leave the room "get changed, and meet us in the living room."
The door was still open, but I went ahead and stripped; there would be no need for modesty. I got to the bed and opened the box, removing the few items inside. A pair of patent leather high heels, which I think of as 'hooker heels', and a two-piece lingerie set in shimmery purple and black lace. Tight corset and a pair of skimpy lace panties, very little in the coverage provided, but that is about what I expected. There was nothing for it but to get dressed. The shoes were a perfect fit, and I was amazed at the amount of information these two had about me. Once I had on my little costume, I headed for the living room to meet them. I did not want to be slow and start the evening off giving them a reason to be angry.
I was aware this will be a night of humiliating experiences in front of these young women. I had prepared myself for that as much as possible. I had not prepared myself for the surprise that awaited me when I entered the living room. There were three young men in tuxedos setting up to tend bar. At least that's what they were doing until I walked in. After seeing me, it was all they could do to try keeping their eyes from popping out of their heads. Raven and Rose are seated comfortably on the couch, watching intently.
"It's okay, gentlemen," Raven told the young men "that's just our personal slut, Princess. She is going to be serving our friends this evening, and providing entertainment throughout the night. I do hope you like what you see. You will be seeing much more as the night goes on. Now, Princess, come over here so we may discuss your duties."
I knew I was still the center of attention as I moved across the room and sat in the chair across from them. Rose removes a small pad and begins listing my instructions. They were really very simple; although they were designed to make sure I have not a moment where I am not reminded of my subservience to them, and by extension to everyone who will be here.
I was to greet their guests at the door and take their coats. I was to ask each girl if she is a pledge or a Sister. If a girl was a pledge, I was to turn and ask her to give me a slap on my ass. If she is a sister, I was to kneel and kiss her ass through her dress.
When all the girls had arrived, I was to take and serve drink orders, and to pass the snacks.
When everyone was seated with a drink, I was to go to the pad that had been set up between their chairs in the center of the room, remove my costume, and kneel on the pad with my bare ass in the air, pointed toward the audience seats. I was to remain there while they conducted business, until I was told by Mistress Raven or Mistress Rose to provide entertainment.
I had walked in the door knowing I was not going to enjoy this evening. I had known that these girls could be cruel and hurtful. Even knowing all this, and preparing all week for it, I felt my heart seize with every new instruction that was read out. There was no way I could submit to this. I would act as their servant, collect coats and serve drinks. I had even accepted that at some point I would end up naked and probably be spanked in front of an audience.
I would absolutely not let these obnoxious little brats make me actually kiss another girls ass, especially some young sorority snob. Nor would I kneel there naked with everything on display, for who knew how long, and definitely not with those young bartenders watching.
I stood up, pointed my finger at them, and told them
"I don't care what threats you may think you can make, I will NOT follow those instructions. In fact, I am leaving right now."
I turned and headed down the hall to get my clothes. I had taken off their lingerie and was just pulling up my own panties when Rose stuck her head in the door. She pointed at the phone, told me I had a call, and then went back toward the living room. I had certainly told none of my friends that I would be here, so I hesitated before answering. I knew it could not possibly be good news.
