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“Jessica! Looks like I’m empty.”

Its been typical enough. Drinking games, cleaning the house dressed as a maid, making drinks for everyone. Just dumb stuff. Shit to do so I can pay my dues as the new girl. Tonight and tomorrow worries me though. Max told me that the last two days are the hardest but she can’t tell me what exactly why. I guess I’ll have to wait and see.

“I’m here Kate, what is it?”

“Took you long enough.” Kate says. Brushing her dirty blonde bangs to the side, snapping a selfie before she takes the cup.

Kate is the stereotypical sorority girl. She’s attractive, comes from money, and likes to party. She doesn’t seem like she would be the best student, but she’s a junior, so she was able to make it this far. A “fun” fact about Kate is that she is semi Instagram popular. I mean I get it though, I wish I had her curves. Overall she’s alright I guess. Maybe a little annoying….

“Sarah and Sam want you, they’re up stairs.” What do they want now? Fingers crossed it’s only a drink or something.

I was wrong.

As I get to the top of the stairs I see them standing at my bedroom door. Sarah is a senior and president of sigma epsilon chi. Sarah looks like the standard girl next door. Blonde hair, blue eyes, and a smile that could get her hired for one of those pharmaceutical commercials. You know, the ones where they spin around in the grass because they are so happy that they are on that new heart medication. She seemed genuine, even typical at first. She’s actually the reason I joined this sorority.

She was my student mentor on my school visit her when I was still in high college.
I was paired with her because she is a phycology major. I have had an interested in psych since I fist started to learn about it in 8th grade health class. There’s just something about seeing what makes people tick. What there innermost feelings and desires are, It’s fascinating. Anyway, Sarah told me I would be a good fit for her sorority. All the girls are in the same major. Sounded like a great idea.

Then there is Sam, who is also a senior. She is the opposite of Sarah. Sam was honestly intimidating from the beginning, before hell week even started. She gave off this “I don’t give a shit what you think.” vibe. Her black pixie cut and tattoos definitely don’t fit the sorority girl stereotype and she seemed to embrace that. She has this confidence about her. I wish I had that.

“Jessica! Your room is a mess. We can’t Let this continue, right Sam?”

“No Sarah we can’t. God forbid she has someone in her room. She would make us all look dirty.”

I would normally be embarrassed but Sam and Sarah’s faux concern for my cleanliness was obvious. Also I’ve spent the week cleaning after them. When would I have had time to clean my room. I’ll just play along. Maybe if they leave me in here to clean I can get some peace and quiet. Sounds nice actually.

“I’m soooooo sorry. I’ll get it clean right away!” I say as I slide between them to get into my room. I begin with the pile of laundry on my floor. Picking some of the clothes up and placing them in my hamper.

“No no no!” Sam says with a shake of her head. “That’s not how you do it,”

“What do you mean?” Confused as to what the right way to pick up clothes is,

“You pick them up with your mouth”

“Excuse me?” I’m not sure If I heard her right. Did she say to pick them up with my mouth?

Sam’s face shows no evidence of this being a joke. “You live like a pig, so you’ll do it like a piggy. Now pick up your mess.”

So this is what Max Must have been warning me about. Not what I expected but I can get through this. its only a little while longer and I’m done. I look at the floor. I only have a few items left anyways. I lean down and bite the sleeve of a shirt. I lift it up holding it between my teeth and crawl to the hamper, placing it in. I crawl back, It looks like just a pair of pants and a shirt left. I grab the pants first then lean back down getting the shirt as well. I crawl back and I’m done. That wasn’t soo bad.

“You forgot something.”

Sam points, and as I follow her finger to the floor and I see it. A pair of my panties are left. I hesitate. They don’t expect me to do this right?

“Come on little piggy get your panties.”

Fuck.

I crawl over. “This is soo fucked up.” I lean down and grab my underwear. Wincing as I do. When I turn to crawl back I notice that Sam has my hamper and has now pulled it into the hallway.

“Come on bring it here.”

As I crawl out of my bedroom my knees hit the wooden floor. Burning with each step I crawl toward the hamper.

“Eww look at her! I bet she likes the taste. Probably not the first time she Tasted herself. Is that right Jessica? You like the taste don’t you?”

The sting of embarrassment hits making me almost visibly cringe. I have tasted myself before. I was curious one night when I was having, alone time, and I tasted myself on my fingers. The worst part…. I secretly did like it.

I hear Sarah behind me. “Come on hurry up!” she says before giving me a spank. Slapping on my left ass cheek. I feel the sting of the slap and then… I feel my nipples begin to harden….. oh no.

As I crawl I can feel the wetness. Sliding as my thighs rub together. She slaps me again but misses just slightly this time. Her palm hits my ass cheek but her fingers are just off to the right. They come down, sliding right down the seam of my leggings. Her finger tips hitting my ass and running down my lips. A slight gasp escapes from my lips. I take a few more steps and place the panties in the bin. I can feel the flushness in my face. Hopefully they just see it as embarrassment and nothing more.

Sam laughs. “Good girl! Now lets get going on your next task. Max, will you run her through it?” I didn’t even realize Max was standing there.

Max is the sophomore of the group is She is who I feel the closest to. She’s reminds me of a Weasley from Harry Potter. Red hair, freckles, comes from a humble family. She just seems really down to earth. Also she is the only one who has taken it easy on me during hell week. Maybe she feels bad? It’s probably because she went through it last year, That doesn’t make me feel much better though. She still watched me crawl around with my panties in my mouth.

I get up. Keeping my head down a little. I can still feel their gaze as I walk past. I follow max into her room and she closes the door behind me.

Max puts on a smile. “Ok so your next task… are you ready?”

“Uhhh… Yeah. I think I’m ready.”

“Good. So this next you will be judged. Katie will take a look at you and tell you your flaws. So lets get you into your braw and panties.”

This is fine. I’m not that uncomfortable in my skin. I take my shirt off. I slide my leggings down to my ankles and step out of them. “Couldn’t be worse than the last one right?”

I look up and notice that Max is looking at me. Face Flushed in embarrassment. She turns around.

“What?” I ask confused. “Never seen a girl in her bra before?”

“No… I mean yes… I mean…. that’s not it.”

“Your wet Jess.”

NSFW: yes

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