1 comments/ 87159 views/ 13 favorites Pledging The SUK Sorority By: P_V Just a little fantasy I'd whipped together in my un-spare time. It's not finished yet - but will be soon if people like it enough. Also willing to entertain suggestions as to what could happen next (or next after that). You *might* get the impression that I'm into oral sex.... Gee, why would you think that? >:) Hope you enjoy.... * * * * * Laura was led to a darkened room where she waited with her escort – she felt more than a little self-conscious because she was totally naked under the terrycloth bathrobe – but it was nothing compared to what happened next. The door in the opposite end of the room opened and Laura heard "Bring the males in". One of her robe-clad sisters-to-be entered the room – holding the hand of a tall man with a black cloth bag over his head. This would have been strange enough – except for the black bag was the only "clothing" he was wearing – naked as a newborn babe from the soles of his feet to his neck. Laura's breath caught in her throat as her shock was doubled, then trebled as following behind, holding hands like elephants moving across the savannah came a second and third man – similarly "clad" in only a black bag over the head. Laura eyed her escort – who was openly grinning by this time – as another and another essentially-naked men entered the room following his predecessor. Four, five SIX – and still more entering. Seven EIGHT NINE entered, then TEN, then ELEVEN.... Finally, the 11 nearly-naked men had filed in and the door was silently closed behind them. Laura was more than a bit turned on at the sight of all the beefcake in front of her, but with 11 naked men, and one virtually naked her, she was more than a little nervous. Another door opens – behind her this time - and a robed & masked sorority sister enters with a leather-bound book. She opens it and clears her throat. Laura's escort leans to her and whispers "Say only 'yes ma'am' or 'no-ma'am', don't mention any names or identify anybody, understand?' Laura nodded, understanding but unable to form the words. The robed woman with the book speaks: "The pledge has elected to take the test of admission to the Sigma Upsilon Kappa sisterhood. She accepts this challenge of her own free will, and is free to vacate her petition now or at any time. Does the pledge desire to accept the challenge of membership?" Laura stared dumbly at her, her escort elbowed her in the side "Tell her you accept!" She hoarsely whispered. "I DO!" she blurted out. "Ma'am" she hurriedly added. She eyed the 11 men standing before her, noting that their cocks were all in various states or arousal, some fully erect and pointing at the ceiling, others thick and full, though not hard. "The Pledge's sponsor will explain the challenge..." the masked sister spoke again. From the door behind her, Laura's friend Amy entered, dressed in a satin robe like the masked sorority sister. She walked to stand in front of Laura and faced her, she nodded to Laura's escort. "Laura – I was forbidden from telling you this earlier, but now – as your sponsor, it's my job to tell you exactly what your test consists of." Her face was a mixture of seriousness with a dash of the cat that ate the canary. "Laura – I told you about the qualities of a Sigma Upsilon Kappa sister – how they get the best grades, always graduate, never drop out... well – there's a side to the sorority I never mentioned – at least not as being one of the hallmarks of our sisterhood." She paused. "Our members never end up leaving school pregnant – and most of them leave here as virgins... yet they're still very popular with the men on campus – know why that is?" Laura thought for a moment and then shook her head. "Because our members vow not to have intercourse until they graduate." Laura let out a major sigh and quietly replied "Geesh, you scared the crap outta me – you mean all I have to do is to promise not to sleep with anybody and I'm in?" Amy smiled at this. "No – there's a little more to it than that – how do you think that the sorority that doesn't have intercourse is still so popular with the guys on campus?" Laura blushed "Uh.. they have a 'talent' that the guys like just as well?" "Bingo!" Amy replied – that's why these guys are here. Laura almost fell over at the realization. "You can't mean I have to... you know... give all those guys..... blowjobs!?" "SShhhhh – keep your voice down" Amy shushed her. " – Yes – that's exactly what the test is – but there's more to it than that." "More?!" Laura asked, "How could there be more!?" Amy shushed her again "Dammit Laura – will you keep your voice down....OK – here's the whole deal.. First off – all these guys are clean – they're all tested six ways through next Sunday – they not gonna give you the clap – or worse. We selected them all by having them answer ads – sperm donor – gave 'em $25 bucks to cum in a tube – not that we gave a damn about the semen mind you, what we were checking was the volume – these guys all scored at the top of the charts Laura. They all pump out way over the top of the normal range. They're picked specially to fill your mouth Laura. "Oh my gawd...." Another thing you should know – they're either not sexually active at all, or, have abstained for at least a month." "A month!?" Laura quietly shrieked. "They're probably so horny they're gonna blow my head off when they cum!" Amy grinned again "That's the idea Laura – but hold onto your socks – there's more... for the last month – they've been on a special 'diet' of sorts, vitamins, amino acids, supplements, and foods that are designed to increase their semen and sperm production even further." "Holy shit...." Laura gasped. "and" Amy added "for the last 4 hours, they've been locked in a room watching triple-X porn, and served snacks and attended to by 3 of your sorority sisters – all buck naked." Laura's mouth opened, but she couldn't even find words to express her disbelief this time. She thought for a moment. "So you guys have got these eleven freakin' specially-selected sperm-donors, chemically-enhanced, sexually deprived, stoked to the max, and horny as hell, and this is a test to see if I can suck them all off and take all they pump out?" Amy gave Laura one more revelation "that's almost it – not only do you have to take them all, let them all cum in your mouth, swallow every last drop – but you also have to send these guys away convinced that they've just had the best blow job on earth – and all you can use is your mouth – no cheating by stroking them with your hands. They can touch you by the way – they will likely be pushing your head down, trying to get more of their cock into your mouth – but – they have strict instructions not to manhandle you or to try to force you to deep-throat them – that's a whole other test" she added quietly. "I don't think I can do this" Laura whispered. "I mean – sure I gave a guy or two head in high school – but eleven, and all primed and ready to pump a gallon of cum into my mouth? I don't think so... Why eleven Amy? ELEVEN!?" "Shhhh" Amy whispered "every pledge gets the same test – the only variable is the number of guys you have to do – yeah – 11 is a lot – it's supposed to be between 3 and 12 – the pledge committee decides the number. If you're a real lightweight, they let you off with a low number, only someone with a real attitude problem gets 12. I had to do 8 guys right here in this room 2 years ago" she smiled "You must have pissed off someone on the committee to get 11 – but that's the deal. Shhhhh – well – in or out Laura – shit or get off the pot." Amy nodded at the sister in the mask. "You have been informed of the challenge. To be accepted into our sisterhood, you must please these eleven males using only your mouth." "Pledge: do you accept the challenge?" Laura's mind was going a mile a minute. It didn't escape her attention that when the masked sister announced the challenge that every cock in the room stiffened and raised to attention. She eyed the bodies the cocks were attached to – all great bodies, strong, trim, some muscular, some just fit. She'd always had fantasies of being with more than one guy at a time, but eleven....... Amy elbowed her in the ribs again and pantomimed that she should answer now. "I accept the challenge Ma'am" Laura managed to speak evenly, though her heart was pounding. She could hardly believe she just agreed to suck eleven cocks one after another – and supercharged cocks at that. "Prepare the pledge" the masked mistress of ceremonies decreed. Amy and Laura's escort stepped to her sides, untied her bathrobe and slipped it off of her shoulders, sliding it down her arms. Her nipples stiffened as the cool air hit her – or was it the sexual excitement? Laura was embarrassed still more to be the only naked woman in the room, but the combination of her state of undress and seeing all those wonderful, hard cocks made her feel quite warm. She noticed that she felt especially hot between her legs – where her moisture was beginning to flow in earnest. Amy stepped in front of her and smiled as she placed an old-fashioned masquerade mask over Laura's eyes and forehead. "This is so they won't know who you are." Laura's escort took her hands and placed them behind her back, and began to tie them there. "So you can't use your hands" Amy whispered. "What do you mean 'so they won't know who I am'? – they have bags over their heads." Amy smiled that wicked smile again "When it's each one's turn, we'll take the bags off of their heads – you know how men are – the sight of you sucking on their cock will make them hornier still." "Yeah – great – hornier still." Laura's escort handed Amy a satin pillow, which she placed in front of Laura. "The pledge will assume the position of service." Came the mistress of ceremony's command. Amy and the escort guided Laura to a kneeling position on the pillow. "Remember" Amy whispered, as she backed away "you can't spill a drop!" "The pledge will service the first male" Two robed sisters walked the first man in line to stand in front of Laura. Laura couldn't help but get a good close look at his cock as it was a mere 6 inches from her face. It looked to be about 5 or six inches long – average - and throbbed in time to the man's nervous heartbeat. She noticed that a trickle of clear fluid ran from the tip all the way to the base where it met the hairy sack of his scrotum. Without even meaning to, she licked her lips hungrily. With a nod from the mistress, one of them pulled the black bag from his head. He blinked at the brightness even though the room was dim. He seemed a little surprised that a naked woman was kneeling in front of him – ready to take his cock in her mouth. Though he couldn't see it that well, Laura's eyes gazed up at his face – half wondering if she knew him, and half wondering how this awkward moment would pass. Should she lean forward and try to lick his cock or? She assumed the men had been given instructions, or thought of the answer to this question ahead of time as the man grasped the base of his cock with his left hand, leveling it at Laura's mouth, while he simultaneously stepped forward and placed his hand on the back of her head, smoothly guiding his cock fully into her mouth as soon as she opened it. She was a bit shocked at the suddenness of it all as her mouth was instantly full of hard cock. Even as she moaned softly in response to the slightly salty taste of the hard cock filling her mouth, she had to remind herself to keep her teeth well clear – since she was supposed to be pleasing him – not biting him. He placed both hands on her head now and began to rhythmically stroke his cock in and out of her mouth. After a month of not even being able to stroke himself, the pressure built up inside of his loins from the special diet, and four hours of intentional teasing, he was in no mood for a slow start. Laura's lips glided smoothly up and down his thick shaft, and she was pleasantly surprised that she could take all but about an inch of his hot, throbbing cock into her mouth without gagging. She heard his breath quickening already and guessed that none of these men would last very long with the build-up they'd had that day. As she was wondering just how much he would actually ejaculate on this special 'diet' she heard him begin to softly moan and feel his cock begin to swell even more in her mouth. A soft "oh my gawd..." escaped his lips as his hands guided her head a little more urgently now. Laura began to taste and feel the cum beginning to seep and flow from the tip of his cock. "OH MY GAWD!" he cried out louder now as Laura saw the muscles in his stomach and thighs tighten and the flow of his cum increased still more. Laura swallowed hurriedly as she felt her head beginning to be shoved rapidly up and down his twitching shaft. "OHHH MY GAAAAWWWWDDDDDD!!!!" he screamed out as he actually began cumming. A heavy, thick spurt of his cum bathed the whole inside of Laura's mouth. She struggled to swallow it before – the next spurt quickly followed and filled the small remaining space in her mouth. Laura swallowed franticly as he continued to spurt and thrust his cock into her mouth, spreading the taste and feel of his hot salty cum to every part. Six, seven, eight full spurts of semen in all filled Laura's mouth – each of them every bit as large as the first and much more than she remembered back in her high school days behind the barn with Bobby. She wondered if the amount of cum this first man produced was typical – or – if others would produce even more. Her first man to be pleased was panting now and his cock rapidly softened in her mouth as she did her best to suck the very last drop from his shrinking shaft. He gently smoothed her hair where he had thoroughly mussed it and looked down at her as if he wanted to thank her or ask for her phone number or something, but before he could, two sisters put the bag back over his head to feeble protests and led him from the room. "The pledge will service the second male." Even as Laura was still swallowing and licking her lips clean, the next man was standing directly in front of her. He was a little taller, and the head of his cock nearly hit her in the forehead as he took his position. She gasped as she saw that this guy had one of the biggest cocks she'd ever seen – close to 8 inches she guessed – and thick – she worried that she wouldn't be able open her mouth wide enough to accommodate it's girth. From her vantage point, she could have sworn that the head of his cock was as big as a doorknob. The sister at his side pulled the black back from his head, and he looked down at her, grinning wickedly. He seemed to be a little more in control than the first man, as he didn't rush to jam his cock into her mouth. "Yeah baby – I've been dreaming the day I'd be standing here." He grasped his cock and rubbed the head against her cheek. "My cock is aching for some Sorority sister mouth." He brushed the head gently against her lips, she opened her mouth to accept him, but he wasn't ready for the main event just yet. "Patience baby – no so fast! You'll get every inch of my hard cock soon enough." He grinned wider still and looked around the room. His hands caressed her face and down her neck to her shoulders, then further still as he bent forward to caress her breasts. Laura moaned softly as his rough fingers kneaded her breasts and pinched her stiff nipples. He whispered in her ear: "I'm gonna give your pretty little mouth the fucking of it's life Sister. I'm full to bursting Babe, and you're gonna be drinking my cum real soon." He straightened up, once again caressing her face. He took a step forward. The tip of his massive cock was just a fraction of an inch from her mouth. "Open wide baby, I'm ready to fuck your mouth." She wimpered softly even as she obeyed his command, licking the glistening drop of pre-cum that oozed from the tip of his cock. His hands on her head guided her mouth to envelope his throbbing shaft. Laura had to open very wide to take that bulbous head into her mouth. "Ohhhh Yeah." He moaned out as her swollen lips closed around the head of his cock. "Mmmmmmm Yeah, suck me baby..." To be continued... Pledging The SUK Sorority Ch. 02 Thanks for the (mostly) positive responses to "Pledging the SUK Sorority" and for the suggestions I received for the remainder of the story. I always appreciate hearing from readers, hearing what you found "hot", and soliciting your ideas to incorporate into my stories. To the one reader who was upset that I didn't "warn" him that this story wasn't complete in one installment – well, Ex-cuuuuuuuuuse me! Sorry, I thought most people would appreciate a story that didn't cram 11 blowjobs into a one-pager. Guess I screwed up. These stories take a lot of time and effort – and most people DO appreciate that. I haven't got a problem getting negative feedback, but if you haven't got the guts to sign your name and give me an e-mail address to respond to you, then please don't waste my time. On the bright side – thanks to a special reader who has given me some great information about the situation we find "Laura" in. Look for her ideas to be incorporated into future episodes of the story. Pledging the SUK Sorority – part 2 (of an undetermined number of parts) The next man was led forward and positioned in front of Laura. His cock hung directly in front of her, full, swollen, but not fully erect. She could see it throbbing in time to his heartbeat, maybe a bit bigger than average, but with a prominent purple head that would soon be filling her mouth. The sister leading him pulled the black back off of his head. Laura had to consciously divert her eyes from his cock to look up at his face. He was grinning wickedly down at her, and his cock immediately inflated to stand upright. "Ready to suck cock bitch?" he sneered. Laura ignored the comment, knowing this was the kind of jerk she'd tell to go fuck himself if he ever tried to pick her up. She tried to mentally disconnect his attitude from his cock, telling herself that this was a purely physical event. He was grasping the base of his cock now, directing it towards her mouth and reaching for her head with his other hand. She dutifully opened her mouth and allowed the jerk to shove his now-dripping cock roughly into her mouth. "Oh Yeah! You sorority sluts give the best head!" he moaned out as he pumped his hips and grasped the sides of her head. Laura wondered how the sisters acting as handlers would determine if a guy was being too rough. Her hands were still tied behind her, so aside from a muffled cry, she wasn't sure how she could alert them – not that she wanted to give the asshole fucking her mouth that satisfaction. She noticed they had stepped a little closer to him, apparently aware that he was nearing the limit of how "assertive" he was allowed to be. "Are you being a good little cum-swallower you little cocksucker?" he goaded her as he thrust his hips. "Been swallowing every drop so far you cum whore?" His tempo was increasing now and he was breathing hard. Typical male jerk she thought – 2 minutes and he's out of gas – the kind of guy that would leave a girl high and dry and reaching for the vibrator in the nightstand. She felt his cock swelling in her mouth, the head riding along the roof of her mouth now and she prepared for the torrent of cum her thoughtful sisters has arranged for her. "Aurgh, yeah!" he moaned out, grabbing his cock by the base again and pulling it from her mouth. Laura was surprised and before she could regain her composure, he shot a hot stream of cum across her face. Her sisters also seemed stunned and unable to react immediately. His second burst caught mainly in the mouth, but also her chin and down her neck. He stroked and milked his cock, spraying the rest of his seed on her breasts. He stood back and laughed, "You look good that way slut, covered in my cum." "Sergeant at Arms!" the mistress of ceremonies called out. A sister in a black satin robe strode from the shadows toward the man who had just cum in Laura's face and stood between him and Laura. "You have violated the agreement." He sneered at her, "What are YOU gonna do about it bitch? Besides, I think the little slut looks better covered in cum." She said only "take him." From behind Amy, four figures emerged from the shadows. Male, shirtless, skin-tight satin pants, hooded – but differently than the men she was servicing. These hoods looked like ones that medieval executioners wore. The surrounded the offender and took him firmly by the arms. "The proceedings are hereby suspended," called out the mistress of ceremonies. Laura started to object – it wasn't her fault that this jerk pulled out and came all over her. "Hey! Wait....." She was quickly hushed by Amy. "Shhh – quiet." "Dammit! This isn't fair, he...." Laura protested. "Quiet! Don't worry, just listen." Amy hissed. "The male has violated the terms of his contract and his actions will not affect the pledge's status," the Mistress of ceremonies announced, "attendants will please see to the pledge, the pledges sponsor will inform her of the procedure." Two or three sisters descended on Laura with towels and washcloths, washing away the evidence of the facial she had just received. Amy helped her to her feet and whispered in her ear as she untied her wrists. "OK – here's the deal," she nodded in the direction of the man who had just cum in her face, "his actions don't cause you to fail the test – it wasn't hour fault that you didn't swallow, so it doesn't count against you – that's the good news. "The good news," Laura asked, "I guess that means there's bad news?" Amy nodded, "Yup, it also doesn't count for you." Laura looked puzzled. "Your test was to service 11 guys and swallow their cum, you didn't swallow his, so it doesn't count toward the 11 you have to swallow." "WHAT!?" Laura blurted. "Shhh, shuttup," Amy hushed her, "that's the procedure, deal with it." "But there was 11 guys, now I'm one short?" "Not exactly...."Amy trailed off. Even as she said it, Laura could see that the door had opened across the room, and another hooded man had been brought in to stand in line awaiting his turn to be serviced. "You're fuckin' kidding!" Laura whispered hoarsely, "Now I gotta do another guy?" "'Fraid so kid – does that piss you off?" Amy grinned. "Hell yeah, that jerk screwed me over with his macho bullshit – like getting a blowjob isn't enough, he has to go and cum all over me..." "Hold that thought, I think you'll like what comes next in that case." The Mistress of ceremonies spoke again. "The Sergeant at Arms will attend to the contract breaker. The pledge will have right of first refusal." Another sister walked slowly to the center of the room carrying a silver tray draped in red velvet. Two other pushed a fancy looking crate on wheels into the room. The crate was about 3 feet high and seemed to have upholstery on the top of it. The sisters stopped, and set brakes on the wheels of the crate. Laura turned to Amy, "Right of first refusal? What is she talking about?" Amy tried to keep a straight face, "The guy who just came all over you – he broke an agreement with the Sorority – they don't take very well to that, so he's gonna be punished. Usually, only a confirmed sister would be allowed to do that, but since you're the wronged party here, you are extended the right to do it." "Do it? Do what?" Laura asked. "Geez, I thought I sponsored a smart girl." Amy said, pointing over to the crate, "See that, it's a spanking horse." She pointed over to the sister with the silver tray. "See that, there's a paddle on that tray." She indicated the four executioners. "See them, they're gonna put Mr. Cum-shot over the spanking horse – get it?" Laura though for a second. "Lemme see if I understand this right," she begins, nodding at the guy who came all over her – who was now being dragged to the padded crate by the four executioners, "because this bozo decides he's gonna be a dick and cums all over me, I have to suck another guy's cock? "Yep" "....and I have the option of paddling his bare ass while those 4 big guys hold him?" "That's about the size of it." Laura leaned close to Amy and whispered, "Am I being judged on whether or not I paddle him, or how hard I do it?" Amy rolled her eyes. "You're being judged on everything that you do. This guy cumming on you doesn't affect your petition, but how you respond to it does. I can't tell you what to do." Laura thought for a second more. "Tell your boss I'll do it." Amy nodded to the Mistress of ceremonies. "The pledge chooses to claim her right of retribution against the contract-breaker." Announced the head sister. A hushed cheer filled the room. The Mistress spoke again. "Show the other males what happens to contract breakers." The sisters supervising the nine men to be serviced pulled the hoods from their heads. They blinked and saw the contract-breaker securely held across the spanking bench by the 4 executioners. "The pledge will administer the punishment for breaking a Sigma Upsilon Contract." Amy gave Laura a nudge in the back, toward the sister with the draped silver tray, "Give him hell Laura," she whispered. Laura walked slowly to the sister with the draped silver tray. She saw what looked like a classic frat paddle with the Greek letters that named the Sorority. She took the paddle from the tray and the sister holding it bowed and stepped back. Laura hefted the paddle, it wasn't quite the old-fashioned frat paddle she's seen before. It was the same dimensions, except thinner and lighter. The handle was long enough to let her grip it with both hands. She ran her hand along the length of the surface, it was smooth. It seemed to be made of some modern composite material that was strong and rigid, but very light. She gripped it and gave it a test swing. Looking up, she noticed that all eyes were upon her. She had forgotten that she was naked except for the mask, but at the moment, payback was on her mind. She leaned close to the contract-breaker's head and whispered to him: "Slut? Whore? Bitch? I guess it's time for you to eat those words Mr. Macho man." "Go fuck yourself bitch!" he fairly spat at her. Laura grinned, a little pleased that he had been nasty even now – she felt a little less mean about what she was about to do. She stepped behind and off his left hip as the four "executioners" seized him more firmly and bent him fully over the spanking horse. His muscular ass was positioned perfectly for her to apply the paddle she held in her hands. Even though she wasn't hesitating intentionally, the Mistress of Ceremonies seemed to sneak a last-minute announcement in before she begain. "See what the fate of contract breakers shall be at Sigma Upsilon Kappa shall be." A robed sister opposite Laura produced a spray bottle and quickly misted the bare male bottom presented in front of her – the moisture would make each smack of the paddle sting even more. Laura could see that the SUK sorority took contracts very seriously, and she almost pushed the "revenge" aspect of her situation aside. She could see that in addition to satisfying her desire to make this macho asshole scream for her own pleasure, she owed a proper "penalty" to him for the breaking of a contract with the sorority. She leaned close to his face as she whispered to him again: "No problem asshole – enjoy your paddling." She stepped into position and squared off to her target. It was almost unbelievable that she was naked in a room full of her future sisters and half a dozen naked men. She eyed Mr. Macho's bare ass in front of her as she raised the paddle. She drew it back and gave it a swing. "CRACK!" She was surprised how fast the light composite paddle swung in her hands. She really hit hi much harder than she intended, but the stroke landed true and even though he stifled any outcry, she could tell from his body's reaction that her stroke had stung him good. "SMACK!" She swung again, striking her target true and hard. His muscular body bucked as the four strong executioners held him firmly. Laura drew the paddle back again and lined up "Crack!" The paddle found it's mark again – a stifled cry escaping the recipient's lips. Laura grinned – she made it her goal to have him crying out freely before she considered her task complete. "Smack!" the next blow fell on his reddening cheeks. "FUCK!" he screamed out his anguish. Laura grinned and tried not to gloat over the turn of events. "Enjoy it Mr. Cumshot" she said quietly as she swung the paddle briskly. "CRACK!!!" "DAMN!!!!!!" He screamed as he thrashed helpless in the grip of the SUK executioners. "Ready to apologize?" she asked him sweetly. "FUCK YOU BITCH!" he screamed, sputtering and thrashing. "Have it your way asshole," as she swung the paddle again - harder this time. "Aurugh!" he groaned as his whole body convulsed with her stroke. Laura kept going, waiting for a reason to stop. She focused on the round globes of his muscular buttocks – and swung hard. "Crack!" - "AAAAAAHHHHH!" he yelled, panting. Laura waited for him to open a dialog – and swung again. "SMACK!!!!" - "OOOOWWWWWWWW!!!!!" he screamed. Laura almost felt sorry for the owner of the bright-red ass in front of her – as she swung the paddle hard again. "CRACK!!!!!" "AOAOAWWWWWW!" He moaned out and started whimpering. Laura's heart softened and she gently asked, "anything you'd like to say?" He sniffed as the tears dripped onto the waxed floor. Laura was about to draw the paddle back again. "sorry" he croaked out. "What was that?" she asked quietly. "I'm SORRY!" he cried out, breaking into full sobs. Laura almost started to cry herself, but blinked and straightened up. She turned to acknowledge the Mistress of Ceremonies – who nodded at her – and then turned to hold the paddle out to the sister who had held the tray. Laura placed the paddle on the tray and walked as slowly as she could back to Amy and her former position. Her heart was pounding and she was short of breath. "I need a break," she panted to Amy, "really." Amy whispered something to a sister next to her, who walked briskly to the Mistress of Ceremonies, who nodded back in Amy's direction. "OK – come with me," Amy said, taking Laura by the hand, "I think you need to sit for a while." Pledging The SUK Sorority Ch. 03 This is the third installment of an unknown number of parts. We do a little background and storytelling - so no sex in this episode (Awwwww!) sorry - I promise more in the next installment. Thanks to an "expert" reader who sent me feedback, I've made a point of telling a little more of the "why" the SUK sorority exists and it's history. (Bear with me, I think it will pay off in the end.) Thanks to all my readers, and all the encouraging feedback - especially Pat, The Fellatrix. * * * * * Amy led Laura back through the doorway they had entered from, but took a sharp turn into a hallway Laura had not been in during previous visits to the sorority house. The sounds of the Mistress of Ceremonies instructing the handlers to take the men back to their ready room echoing in Laura's ears was almost drowned out by the pounding of her heart. One of the other sisters had draped the robe back over Laura's shoulders, but she was too numb to even notice or acknowledge it. After a few turns, corridors, and closed doors, Amy and Laura arrived in a richly appointed room. Thick carpet and dark wood surrounded Laura as Amy helped to a seat on a leather sofa. Laura was quivering from acute adrenalin overload and seemed on the verge of an outburst. "Whoa, calm down Laura," Amy told her, looking alarmed herself, "are you OK?" Laura nodded, but was still breathing fast and looking wild-eyed. "Here," Amy said, pushing a glass into Laura's hand, "drink this." Laura took a big swig without even asking what she was drinking, panting again after she swallowed and leaned back into the couch. "Wow, that was intense." Laura gasped out, her breathing slowing to a more normal rate. "Hell yeah," agreed Amy as she poured herself a big glass of wine and gulped about half of it down in one shot, "you OK Laura?" Laura nodded, catching her breath and trying to stop shaking. Amy slouched down in a big overstuffed chair opposite Laura and eyed her with concern. Laura, heartbeat slowing to near normal, reassured Amy, "I'm OK, really," and took another sip of the wine. "Shit," she said, pulling the robe around her and cinching the sash around her waist, "why didn't you tell me I was sitting here naked?" Amy laughed, "It's not my job to tell you when you're naked Laura – we figured you were bright enough to figure that out, besides, you were way more naked than that 3 minutes ago." Laura laughed out loud too, feeling nearly calmed down again, "Yeah, you're right. Guess everything was happening so fast I never stopped to think about it." She looked around the room, noticing plaques and pictures and citations on the walls. "Wow, what is this place?" Amy took a quick look around the room, "This is the trophy room." "Trophy room?" Laura asked, getting up to check out some of the awards on the walls. "'The Members and Supporters of Men's Rowing team of Faber College express their deepest gratitude to the Women of Sigma Upsilon Kappa.' Wow." She read from another brass and oak award: "In recognition of SUK's steadfast support and encouragement in achieving the Varsity Football Championship." "Wow," Laura quietly said again as she read award after award. "Men's Gymnastics, Wrestling, Water Polo – there's even one here from the Chess Club." Amy laughed out loud, "That one was pretty funny, you should have seen those guys...." "What do you mean?" Laura asked, looking positively puzzled. Amy stood up and moved to where Laura was reading the awards. "C'Mon Laura, haven't you figured it out yet? Think." Laura's knitted brow finally prompted Amy to explain. "You don't think this oral sex thing is just an initiation rite, do you Laura?" "Well," Laura thought out loud, "I hadn't really thought about it. I do know that almost every girl I've met here had stories to tell about the men they'd given head to – athletes, alumni, professors......" Amy could see the light bulb over Laura's head blink on, but she wasn't ready to believe yet. "You mean....." she asked. "That's right – the football team, the rowing team, gymnastics team, chess team, administrators, the dean......" Amy grinned at Laura. Laura was stunned to silence – but only for a moment. "Could you explain how this happens?" she asked. "Sure," Amy explained, "it's really quite simple. The girls at SUK have a talent that men really appreciate – and we're very good at it." She grinned wickedly and licked her lips. "When a team can use a little.... shall we say 'inspiration', a coach or booster or professor will come to us and ask us to bring our special abilities to bear. Amy continued. "You mean...." Laura began. Amy interrupted her, "Here's an example – this fall – right before homecoming game – the football team wasn't looking too good. The head coach was talking to the boosters about his problem, and one of the wealthy alums came to the sorority and sat down with out committee. After a short meeting, four of our girls showed up in the locker room and made an offer that the team couldn't ignore." Laura listened intently. "Our girls basically told the team that we wanted a win – bad – and that if the team won the homecoming game, the whole team would be cumming that night – in SUK girls mouths." Amy waited for Laura to fully digest the tale she had just told Laura. Laura moved from plaque to picture to award. "The football Team.... Basketball Team...... LaCrosse Team..... Bowling Team?" Amy laughed, "Yep, even the bowling league – we don't discriminate." Laura turned again to look at the awards as she digested what Amy had told her. She came across a very impressive-looking plaque with a picture next to it. In the picture, the Dean and Chancellor of the university were presenting the large plaque to a beaming petite young woman in a academic robe with a long hood trailing down the back. "Who's this getting the award from the honchos?" she asked Amy. "Oh, that's Patti - Sister Patricia - but most of the girls here refer to her as the Grand Fellatrix." "The Grand Fellatrix?" Laura asked with mock awe. "Patti is one of the girls who chartered SUK, she and a couple of friends did some research their Freshman and Sophomore years, and got a probationary charter approved when they started their Junior year. The full charter was granted by summer and Patti has stayed on to get several advanced degrees. That picture is when she got her 3rd Summa Cum Laude Doctorate, Dean's List, National Honor Society, the whole enchilada." Amy laughed. "What's so funny?" "Oh - Patti likes to say that she earned her degrees 'Some Cum Loudly'" "Is she still around?" Laura asked. "No so much anymore, she's traveling around the country setting up SUK chapters at other universities now. She does drop by every so often, and we always have some very special ceremonies when she does." Laura plopped back down onto the sofa, "So let me see if I got this right - the SUK girls got all these awards from... giving head?" "That's just the tip of the iceberg Laura," Amy explained, putting down her wine glass and gesturing for Laura to do the same, "but we have to be getting back - you still have a mission to finish." She started for the door, "Let's just say that our members love sucking cock, but rather than just 'Bobby' in the back seat of his beater Chevy, we take our talent and avocation and use it to advance ourselves and our sisters." She gestured around the room. "Everything you see here was in some way paid for by what we do. We don't 'buy' grades, but our willingness to 'work' with our male professors and tutors gets us every advantage and aid to our education. Our willingness to 'reward' the athletes for their efforts get us the admiration and appreciation of the coaches, administration, alumni association and the boosters." She led Laura back down the hallway. "There's also not a SUK girl who doesn't enjoy giving head, it wouldn't make sense. Hell, I love a hard cock in my mouth." Laura looked a bit shocked, not that Amy loved to suck cock, but rather that she's say it so openly. "There's so much more to it. Groups that we service paid for the whole building. We have scholarships, stipends, class trips, we get preferential treatment by everybody on campus, parties, presents, hell, a few of the girls even have expense accounts and cars. It's a win-win situation. We love to suck cock, and we get handsomely rewarded for our talents." Amy went on, "The whole 'initiation' thing is just kind of a fun test - most girls never get the chance to suck more than one cock at a time before they join - so we made a game of it. Hell, I loved my initiation - all those horny guys fucking my mouth and pumping their hot cum down my throat. I was sad when it was over - it's hard to find a guy who cums like that without the preparation we give them." Amy looked almost dreamy as she spoke. "We're here," she told Laura, stopping, "you're still up for this, right?" "Hell yeah!" Laura grinned, "This is better than I thought, you guys have quite a setup here, I just thought you had a bit of a kinky initiation rite." Amy laughed, "Good, I knew it when I sponsored you. I was just afraid you'd get scared off by the shock of it."