Group Of Pledges Wrestle And Make Out

The hazing ritual had reached its crescendo. Three wide-eyed, barely authorized school freshmen, totally bare besides for his or her matching “pledge” sashes, knelt in a circle on the dingy fraternity home basement flooring. Their bare our bodies glistened underneath the cruel fluorescent lights, their petite female curves and tender, supple pores and skin on full show. The freshmen had signed up for a sensual sorority group however had no concept what actually awaited them.

Looming above them stood their sadistic sorority sisters, all blonde, all busty, all adorned with their “Spring Break” bathing go well with tops and low-rise thong shorts. The sisters had been sizzling as hell however their eyes gleamed with merciless intent. They tossed again pictures of low cost vodka and bourbon, already just a little tipsy.

Suddenly, a whistle shrieked and the hazing started. “Listen up, you smelly little cock-sucking sluts,” barked the sorority mistress, a wickedly curvy blonde with a goldenrod tan and a tramp stamp of Barbie’s silhouette. “If you want to get tapped for our house, then you’re gonna do exactly what we say. Understand?”

The freshmen nodded, wide-eyed and quaking, their perky tits bouncing calmly with worry and anticipation of what was to return.

The mistress smirked sadistically. “Good. Now let’s start with some good ol’ fashioned mud-wrestling, lesbian-style. The first stupid little bitch to lick pussy and make her opponent quiver like a whore gets to advance to the next round. The rest of you losers? You lose youryet to be assigned Greek letters. You become the cleaning crew for the rest of the quarter.”

No sooner had the phrases crossed her lips then the room stuffed with exaggerated chants of the fraternity’s conventional slogan “Good girls go to heaven, bad girls go all the way…”

The mistress grabbed a big jug of greasy mechanic oil, splashing it liberally onto the concrete. Slippery arcs and puddles slicked the wrestling circle.

“Fuck yeah, let’s get this bitchfest started!” a sister hollered. “Take ’em out, girls!”

And with that, the hazing ritual started. The pledge slaves partnered up, groping at one another desperately as they goosed and squeezed into the shiny, greasy ring of slicked mud. They grappled at each other, one silly slave tribadism-grinding her pussy lips towards one other’s thigh, smearing her juices, the opposite one grabbed and squeezed a handful of her perky teen tits to unbalance her and face-first shove her down…

“Keep going, you dumb little cock-hungry sluts!” The sisters drunkenly cheered and guzzled extra spirits. “Lick those dirty little sluts’ pussies! Make them come with your tongues, you filthy little whorecocks! Siamese kiss them til they cream their jeans! Do what those little cocksockets do to each other under the covers with their digital vibrators!”

There was a blur of limbs and mucus explored. Tongues plunged, veins had been vanished, earrings got here flying off. Mouths groped and groped. A brunette’s breasts wobbled insanely pogo-sticked by a multitude of licks and pulled-up, making her squeal. The gals tumbled round on the oil slave flooring, their asses obtrusively wanking whereas their cunts gyrated obtrusively whereas their pussies had been briefly reddened by a pair slips of fingers earlier than the blonde whacked on the jagged ring.

The rubber cocks had entered the ring. The sisters slowly unfold their legs, sliding them into their thongs.
Whomp! The first one rammed her big strapon right into a slave’s asshole. “Hnnngh! That’s it, take that fat cock!” Another shoved her 12-inch artificial phallus right into a keen mouth, fucking the slave’s gaping maw with paid abandon. “Listen well, you cocksockets! Tonight we leverage you satisfy our deepest cravings!”

The two sisters face-fucked their pledges with wild abandon, their our bodies arching as they pistoned their hips into their slaves. “Eat it, you little cocksuckers! Suck my fucking cock!” The chief grabbed a fistful of 1 lady’s hair and yanked her head again, smearing the lady’s lip-gloss throughout her face, guffawing sadistically.

The fraternity brothers stood alongside the partitions cheering as they stroked their big cocks, eggs bulging of their boxers. “Shit yeah, pound those little bitches into the ground! Make ’em your bitches!” they hollered.

“Yeah, fuck their pussy, make ’em your cock-worshipping cumrags!” the mistress cheered sadistically as her blonde pussy lips clenched across the strap-on cocking her onerous and deep.

Through the haze of vodka tingling of their noses, they may hear the pledges’ determined squeals and grunts of ache and pleasure, “Oh god oh god it feels so fucking good!!! Oh fuck fuck fuckkkk… ahhhhhnnn!” because the sisters punished them again and again, slapping their faces, slamming their cocks dwelling, utilizing them as nothing greater than instruments for his or her pleasure.

Finally, after a marathon of lesbian mud-wrestling, pussy licking, asshole fucking and deepthroating, the winners had been declared. The two least pathetic freshmen had been triumphantly declared the sorority’s latest bitches to serve the elite sisterhood. The others had been unceremoniously tossed apart, their disgrace full, becoming a member of the cleansing crew for the rest of their Greek pledge-hazing time period.

And so the rituals continued, with the successful pledges starting their journey of submission and depravity, ceaselessly getting used as intercourse slaves to the sisterhood’s each whim, the cleansing crew endlessly scrubbing the flooring, partitions and loos as punishment for his or her failure to exceed the sister brood’s expectations.