The Pledge Mistress
Copyright 2006 by EC
EC's Erotic Art & Fiction - http://www.ecgraphicarts.com/

(warnings: erotic discipline, sex between adults, medical fetish, public nudity, 
sexual hazing)

Chapter 25 - Bernadette's new clique

Tuesday morning began with the usual morning PT. The male pledges and their 
Pledge Master were assigned to Heather and faced a truly grueling hour of harsh 
exercising, complete with constant swats with her riding crop. The morning 
promised not to be much easier for the Lisa and her companions, because that was 
the first day President Alexandra wanted the pledges to exercise running up and 
down the stairs of the stadium. The pledges would be expected to keep up with 
the sophomores and no longer would be allowed to stretch on the football field 
during the stair runs.

The women made their usual trek to the stadium, but the pledges were in for a 
surprise. The sorority had a tradition to motivate the freshmen to move as fast as 
the sophomores when conducting stair training. Once they were standing at the 
base of the bleachers the pledges noticed the sophomores glancing at them with 
knowing smirks. Then they found out why.

Alexandra addressed the group:

"Pledges, now you get to prove yourselves on the stairs! Strip off your uniforms, 
except your shoes and socks. Fold your clothes neatly and resume the position of 
attention!"

As shocking as the order was, by now the pledges were conditioned to quickly 
obey. Within 15 seconds their uniforms were off their bodies and within another 
15 seconds the clothes were neatly folded on the ground. The owners stood at 
attention with the early morning sunlight shining on their bare bodies, nervously 
waiting for their next order.

"You'll have to earn your clothes back, Pledges! I'm not giving you anything; 
you'll have to earn it! You will keep up with your future sorority sisters, or you'll 
stay like you are for the run back! It's your choice: keep up, or run bare until you 
do! Do you understand?"

"Yes, ma'am!"

With that the sophomores and their four naked companions began the grueling 
trek up the cement stairs of the stadium. From the first day they ran to the stadium 
they had known the moment was coming for them to start stair training. However, 
the pledges had not expected to be doing it so soon or face the prospect of running 
back to the sorority naked if they could not keep up.

The sophomores casually moved up flight after flight of the cement slope, their 
legs conditioned by having done the same training for a year. 

At first it seemed that the pledges would be able to keep up. All four newcomers 
made it to the top with the sophomores during the first climb, and stayed with 
them as the group ran across one section of bleachers and began their descent. 
The women ran across another row of bleachers turned onto the second set of 
stairs to began their second ascent.

The pledges would have been all right had the entire group been as fit as 
Kathleen. The skinny girl had no problem keeping up, because she was an 
experienced runner and her thin legs were conditioned for hard workouts. 
Adrenaline was not a problem either, because she was always tensed up with 
stress and knew how to use that to her advantage. As her legs started to tire, she 
focused her thoughts on things that upset her or made her angry, which gave her 
the energy she needed to keep going. As they neared the top of the second flight 
of stairs, it was obvious Kathleen would make it to the end of the run.

The illusion of keeping up soon faded for Bernadette and Cherine. Their legs were 
throbbing even before they made it to the top of the first flight of stairs. They 
enjoyed a brief respite as they descended, but their hearts filled with despair as 
they began the arduous trek up the second flight. The stairs stretched upwards to 
the sky, going higher and higher. The end was in sight, but so what? After that 
horrible climb, there would be another, and another…six climbs altogether. No. 
They would not make it.

Despair swept over Lisa as she ran behind the two freshmen. She knew that with 
difficulty she could have kept up with Kathleen and the sophomores, but decided 
to stay behind with the two slower members of the pledge group. She was irritated 
that Kathleen was not staying with the others, but realized that her lover was used 
to running in competitions and not to keeping pace with the slowest member of 
her group. She couldn't blame Kathleen, because having known and run with 
Jason she understood that the competitive instinct is embedded in a good runner.

Cherine was not able to run as fast as the sophomores, but she was fit enough to 
complete the six flights. Her pace would be slow, but with difficulty she would 
finish. The problem was not so much Cherine as it was Bernadette. 

Bernadette, in spite of her appearance, simply was not in very good shape because 
she had not been used to exercising before entering college. On top of not 
exercising, she had smoked since she was fourteen. She was smart enough to 
realize that she needed to quit, which was one of her reasons for pledging the 
Four-Beta Sorority in the summer instead of the fall. Among the other things she 
wanted to accomplish, she was hoping that pledging would deny her the 
opportunity to smoke and force her to quit. She was right about quitting, but her 
lungs still were recovering from four years of inhaling smoke and nicotine. By the 
time she had reached the top of the third flight of stairs, she was gasping for 
breath and tears were rolling down her cheeks. She knew that she wasn't going to 
make it.

"I…I…uh…I…run…go…I…can't…"

Lisa snapped: "Then I'm not either!" She turned to her other companion: 
"Cherine, go! Catch up with Kathleen!"

"But…"

"That's an order! Catch up!"

Cherine said nothing more, but slowly began moving further and further ahead of 
Bernadette and Lisa. By the time they were only halfway up the fourth flight of 
stairs, Cherine already was at the top and running down the next flight to try to 
catch up with the main group. Meanwhile, Bernadette's face had changed color 
and she was clearly suffering.

"You go…too! I can't…"

"Just do the best you can!

"I can't…"

"Just do your best! Try! It's our first time! Thursday you'll do better!"

Bernadette started to cry. "I can't!"

"Well, I'm not leaving you, so you don't have any choice! Now do what you can! 
That's all I'm asking! Just do what you can!"

Bernadette started crying in earnest as she began the painful journey up the fifth 
flight of stairs. Lisa glanced at the sixth flight to see the sophomores and Kathleen 
finishing, and at the bottom to see Cherine trying to catch up. Bernadette made the 
laborious climb up the stairs, barely able to walk up the steps, let alone run. Sweat 
was pouring down her body as she sobbed and gasped for air. Finally the two 
women made it to the top. Lisa was relieved. Five flights done, one to go.

As the two women made their way down the steps to start their sixth ascent, 
Cherine finished and joined the group on the football field. Then Lisa and 
Bernadette heard the whistles and cheers of a group of football players as they 
came out of the locker room for an early run. Oh, great. On top of everything else, 
Lisa and Bernadette now had an audience.

The two stressed pledges tried to ignore the barrage of whistles and cat-calls as 
Bernadette struggled up the final flight of stairs. That final climb was one of the 
hardest things she had ever done in her life, but Lisa's uncompromising presence 
and the real fear she felt from all those guys watching her forced her to continue. 
Finally she made it to the top. As the noise and lewd comments from the football 
players continued to assault their ears, the two pledges descended the final flight 
and sadly approached the waiting sophomores.

Bernadette was heartbroken. She was totally humiliated and for the first time in 
her life, truly hated herself. She had failed, out done by Kathleen, of all people. 
She saw herself as a loser, and because of that she would need to quit the pledge 
group. She had no right to hold her companions back. She would have to quit.

Through her gasping and crying, Bernadette heard President Alexandra's voice:

"Pledge Kathleen and Pledge Cherine!"

"Yes, ma'am!"

"Put your uniforms back on! You've passed the stadium run!"

Kathleen and Cherine looked at each other, then at Lisa and Bernadette. It was 
Cherine who spoke up:

"Ma'am, I request permission to speak!"

"What is it?"

"Aren't we 'sposed to do this as a group? I mean, I thought that if one of us 
doesn't pass, none of us gets our uniforms back."

"No. I'm not doing it that way. You two passed; Pledge Bernadette and Pledge 
Lisa did not. They're going back bare-assed, but you're not."

Cherine and Kathleen again exchanged glances. Kathleen spoke next.

"Ma'am, it says in a bunch of places in the Pledge Manual that we gotta do 
everything as a group. That we're not supposed to have some of us in uniform and 
the others not."

"Well, I'm gonna cut you some slack. You're saying you don't want it?"

Kathleen swallowed and took a deep breath.

"No, ma'am. We don't want it."

"Pledge Cherine?"

"Not 'till we all pass, ma'am."

"OK, if that's the way you want to be, then you can just be the happy naked 
foursome." President Alexandra turned to one of the sophomores: "Kate!"

"Yes, President Alexandra!"

"Bag up their stuff and take it back to the house! Looks like our four pledges will 
be doing some streaking this morning!"

"Yes President Alexandra!"

As Kate shoved the four uniforms into a cloth bag, Bernadette continued to cry. 
However, she no longer was crying over her failure to do the run. Instead she was 
overcome at the thought that her fellow pledges, two of whom she disliked, once 
again had come to her defense. She felt very guilty, because she knew that she 
would not have done the same for any of the others, with the possible exception of 
Cherine. Had Lisa or Kathleen been in her shoes, Bernadette gladly would have 
put her uniform back on and let them go back naked alone. Had it been Lisa who 
had fallen behind on the stairs, there was no way Bernadette would have dropped 
back to encourage her.

The football players continued whistling as the Four-Beta women formed up to 
make the run back to the sorority house. Because it already was daylight, there 
was a very real risk the pledges faced arrest if the police or Campus Security saw 
them. The solution was for the pledges to line up single file and for the 
sophomores to line up on the outside of the pledges, which greatly reduced their 
exposure. The whistling and cat-calls from the football players continued as the 
women exited the stadium, even though the pledges now were mostly hidden by 
the sophomores.

The women jogged at a leisurely pace along a back street that paralleled the 
university. They crossed Old Campus and finally the wide street that separated the 
university from the nearby residences. As they made their way back to the Four-
Beta house, the group received plenty of curious glances from the early morning 
commuters who were out and about. Their witnesses thought, but could not be 
sure, that the four women running in the center of the group weren't wearing 
anything.

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The pledges showered and then ate quietly with the sophomores. The sophomores 
seemed in very high spirits, but the pledges were nervous about having to repeat 
the stadium exercise on Thursday. They understood that, until all of them could 
manage the stairs, they would be forced to run in the nude.

The Four-Beta pledges, accompanied by their Tri-Alpha counterparts, put on their 
uniforms and were escorted to their classes. In spite of everything that was 
happening to them, they were students first and pledges second, and their mentors 
expected top academic performance. Whatever difficulties they had back at the 
sorority house had to stay there, because the pledges were expected to pay 
attention to what was going on in their classes and pass their subjects on the first 
try.

As usual, Lisa was deposited in Ruth Burnside's office and greeted her professor 
in her normal stance, naked with her legs spread and her hands behind her head. 
As the student aide stood in position, Burnside talked to her at length about the 
summer classes and her studies. Dr. Halsey and one of his TA's came into the 
office and joined the conversation. The TA, a young guy who was fairly good-
looking, spent the entire time with his eyes glued to Lisa's attractive figure. Lisa 
tried to ignore him and conversed with the two professors, talking with them as 
though she were dressed and sitting down.

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As the day went by and Bernadette had the chance to reflect on her traumatic 
experience on the stadium stairs, she realized something truly frightening about 
herself. She had considered herself the best member of the pledge group: the most 
outgoing, the most confident, and the most attractive. Perhaps that was true, but of 
the four pledges she also was by far the most egotistical, self-centered, and short-
sighted. The tiredness in her chest and her ruined lungs were a legacy of her short-
sightedness, a physical ailment she had inflicted upon herself that would take 
months to fix. Because of her stupidity, she now was burdened with a weakness 
that was making the other three pledges suffer. And yet, they still supported her. 
They still wanted her to succeed, even though she had done nothing to merit their 
help. Even that creepy Kathleen, even she stuck up for me. Even she's a better 
person than I am, thought Bernadette to herself.

That night Bernadette decided not to use Ken, or pursue her goal of getting 
Cherine to loosen up with her inhibitions. She had concluded that it would be 
better for her not to continue pledging the Four-Beta Sorority. Among other 
problems, she dreaded the prospect of another run on the stadium stairs Thursday 
morning. The thought of pain tearing through her damaged lungs was not her 
main concern, but rather the humiliation of being the weakest member of the 
pledge group. 

She had always thought of herself as superior to most other women her age, 
largely because of her popularity in school. However, she had not really been 
challenged when it came to exercising before joining the sorority. With upper 
body she did all right, but running had been very hard, even before the stair 
training. Now she had become an impediment to the others, and could not face 
being in that awkward situation. It was just too humiliating. She would have to 
quit, for the good of everyone.

After dinner Pledge Bernadette found Tracy at her usual spot in the sorority 
library. She knelt, and flatly told the Pledge Mistress that she needed to quit the 
pledging program and leave the sorority. Tracy was not particularly surprised, 
because she knew that Bernadette had two issues in her life that were likely to 
manifest themselves during the pledging process. Tracy was aware that 
Bernadette smoked and that her fitness would be a problem as the aerobic portion 
of the physical training intensified. That was no surprise, because she had seen the 
same thing when going though Basic Training in the Army. The smokers always 
had a lot of trouble during the runs at the beginning.

Bernadette's other problem was her self-confidence and tendency to harshly judge 
everyone around her. Her self-confidence came not from what she had 
accomplished in her life, but from the illusion of being part of the "in" crowd at 
her high school. She was destined to suffer an identity crisis, because the world in 
which she lived vanished the moment her graduation ceremony ended. Precisely 
because she had been so happy in high school (often at the expense of her less 
popular classmates) finding that level of happiness in the future would be 
difficult. In some ways Bernadette faced a harder life than any of her three fellow 
pledges, because the other three had not enjoyed their time in high school. They 
would miss that part of their lives much less, and could look forward to a happier 
future.

Upon hearing Bernadette announce that she wanted to quit the pledging program, 
Tracy's demeanor changed completely. She told Bernadette to get off her knees 
and sit in a chair, using a normal tone of voice. Then she stood up, grabbed a sign 
with the words "Private conference" written on it, and hung it on the door to the 
library.

Tracy surprised the freshman by speaking to her like a psychologist, giving up her 
normal military manner of talking. She addressed Bernadette by her name, instead 
of calling her "Pledge". The change was a total shock to Bernadette, who had 
always taken it for granted that Tracy's behavior was an outgrowth of her 
personality and not simply a performance required by her position as Pledge 
Mistress.

"Leaving the pledging program is your choice, Bernadette. The only thing I'm 
gonna ask of you is that we talk for a little bit, to make sure you're leaving for the 
right reasons. The main thing I'd want is to make sure you don't take off, and 
then, a week or two from now, regret doing it."

"I…I don't know ma'am…I just don't think it's gonna work for me."

"Maybe 'what's not working for you' is that you're scared right now? New 
situation, taking orders, dealing with people you wouldn't have hung out with in 
high school?"

"That's part of it."

"Part of it. And what's the other part?"

"That run on the stairs. I can't do it. I tried, but I can't do that run."

"Why do you think you can't do the run?"

"Everything gave out on the third flight of steps. My heart, my legs, that pain in 
my side…I mean I just couldn't move…and it really hurt…and I couldn't…"

"Well from what I heard, you did go the full distance, it's just that you were a bit 
slow."

"Pledge Lisa came back and told me to keep moving."

"So Lisa cared enough to do that for you."

"Yes, ma'am."

"Then what happened?"

Berndette sat silent as tears began rolling down her cheeks. Finally she managed 
to speak.

"We all had to jog back to the Four-Beta house naked."

"President Alexandra ordered all of you to streak back?"

"She made me and Pledge Lisa…'cause we didn't make the run…and…I 
mean…and it was my fault, 'cause Lisa didn't do it, 'cause of me."

"What about the others?"

"They wouldn't get dressed 'cause of me. They refused."

"They refused to get dressed?"

"They…wouldn't get dressed 'cause they kept saying that's what it says in the 
Pledge Handbook…that we gotta do things together as a group."

"So, in other words, you had all three of your fellow pledges sticking up for you. 
You got in trouble and they helped you. Did I get that right?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"And, so…right now…you don't see how lucky you are, to have friends who'll 
do all that for you?"

Bernadette sat silent again, trying to figure out how to say what she needed to say. 
Finally she blurted out:

"The problem is they shouldn't have done it! Not for me! I don't know why they 
did it 'cause I don't even like 'em! I mean…I like Cherine, but that's it! I don't 
like Lisa and Kathleen, but they don't know it…and they think I'm their 
friend…and I'm not their friend! And I…they shouldn't have done it, 'cause 
there's no way I would've done it for them!"

"OK, so…why do your feelings towards Lisa and Kathleen make you want to quit 
the Four-Betas?"

Bernadette thought about it. Her real problem was that she felt horribly guilty 
about her inward disdain for two women who had been so supportive, but didn't 
know how to express that thought, even to herself. Finally she settled on a partial 
explanation:

"I just don't want to be the one to hold the others back. And I'm sick of being 
humiliated. I'm sick of being the one that everyone's looking at and saying 'she's 
the loser, she's the one who's fucking everything up! It's her fault!' I just don't 
wanna be the fuck-up of the group."

Tracy sat back in her chair, glad that she now had an opening to begin convincing 
Bernadette not to quit the sorority:

"You're not the fuck-up of the group! Nobody's saying that about you! You're 
doing just fine!"

"But I couldn't do that stair run! And they all had to go back naked because of 
me!"

Tracy smiled slightly.

"You couldn't do the stair run on the first try! Oh, how tragic! Couldn't do 
something on the very first try, so now you're just gonna give up! Over a stair 
run! Come-on now, don't you think you're worth more than a stair run?"

"But they're gonna do it again on Thursday, and I can't do it! I can't run like 
that!"

"So you're scared."

"Yeah…I mean yes, ma'am, I'm scared."

"Good, 'cause that's a big part of the pledge program, overcoming your fears. 
You've found something you're afraid of and now you need to figure out how 
you're gonna overcome it. Will you finish Thursday's stair run? Probably not, and 
you and the others will have to jog back naked, just like you did today. That's 
what's gonna happen, and so be ready for it. But maybe you'll get a bit closer to 
beating it, making it up the fourth flight of steps before you give out, for example. 
If you keep at it, every day you'll get a bit closer, and at some point you will 
manage to run non-stop and keep up with the sophomores. And next year, you'll 
be running up and down those stairs every time you go out and not think anything 
of it. That's the weakness you need to overcome, and it's your choice whether 
you'll overcome it or not. But let me tell you something, if you give up on that 
stair run and quit the sorority, that failure will only be the first out of many others 
you'll face in your life. This is it, Bernadette, either you can succeed, or you can 
give up and fail. You're the one who has to make that choice."

Tracy paused to let her words sink in; then pursued Bernadette's other issue, her 
feelings about her fellow pledges.

"As for what Lisa, Kathleen, and Cherine did for you today, the reason they did it 
is because they are your friends. Like it or not, those three women are your 
friends. You four are a clique, and you are part of that group. When the outside 
world looks at you, they don't say: 'Oh, there's Bernadette! She's with those 
other girls, but she's different! She's better than them!' It doesn't work like that! 
You are part of this sorority, part of the freshman class, and those three women 
are gonna stick up for you because that's what we do here! And when each of the 
others has a problem, which they will, you'll need to be there for them! That's 
what this is all about! That's why we're doing this to you and putting you through 
all this hazing, to force you to be part of something much bigger than yourself. 
We expect you to succeed as a group. You're part of that group, no better and no 
worse than Lisa, Cherine, or Kathleen."

"And you really don't think I oughta quit?"

"I'd prefer that you don't quit. I'd like to see you to stay in and finish, because I 
think you'd be a valuable member of the Four-Beta community. Whether you 
'oughta' quit is something only you can decide, but you've heard my opinion on 
the matter. This is gonna be an important decision for you, because I think there's 
a lot more riding on it than just whether or not you'll become a Four-Beta."

Again Bernadette sat silently, as she struggled with what would be one of the 
most significant decisions of her life. She realized that Tracy was right. If she 
gave up now, the fear of failure would take control of her and become a self-
fulfilling prophesy. She had to conquer those stairs. Maybe she would fail, but at 
least she had not yet given up. There was still hope she could do it.

Finally Bernadette got off the chair and back onto her knees.

"I…I guess I wanna continue, ma'am. I'm sorry…"

"No apologies, Pledge Bernadette, no apologies. Remember, a good Four-Beta 
lets her actions speak for her."

"Yes, ma'am."

"PLEGDE, STAND-UP!"

Bernadette jumped to her feet and was dismissed. 

Thursday morning loomed ever larger in her mind, but she knew what she had to 
do. Simply try to do her best, accept the support of her fellow pledges, and most 
importantly, accept them as her friends.

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As the following day progressed, Lisa noticed that Bernadette's treatment of the 
other members of her group had changed. 

The biggest difference was that Bernadette began talking to Kathleen, after having 
ignored her for three weeks. Their conversation focused mostly on serious topics 
such as coursework, computer and programming (of which Kathleen knew quite a 
bit) and gossip about various members of the sorority. The two women did not 
share many interests in fashion or popular culture, but they were able to talk about 
various places they had visited as children, such as Disney World and Six Flags 
Over Texas. 

There was one topic where Kathleen's knowledge helped Bernadette 
considerably: running. Kathleen had watched Bernadette struggle up the final two 
flights of stairs and even from a distance saw things that she was doing wrong. 
Kathleen gave her companion advice on breathing that would allow her to take 
maximum advantage of her limited lung capacity. Also, she explained her 
technique for boosting adrenaline.

"If you're really pissed-off, it'll help you run. I mean, I think about stuff when 
I'm running, and I get so mad I'm not even thinking about how far I have to go. 
And then, sometimes, I can even get to the finish line and not even realize it. Get 
mad before you start running. Get real mad and it'll help you."

Bernadette's behavior around Lisa changed as well, although not as dramatically 
as her treatment of Kathleen. She did not try to force herself to be overly friendly, 
but her aloof and confrontational attitude diminished considerably. Lisa figured 
that it was because of her humiliating experience on the stairs that Bernadette had 
become more cooperative, not realizing that there was much more to it than just 
her companion's physical fitness. For the first time Bernadette understood that she 
was not any better than Lisa, and certainly not any more knowledgeable. Because 
Lisa already had been in college for a year, there were plenty of things she knew 
that Bernadette did not. The freshman realized that she could either go through the 
trouble of learning everything the hard way, or rely on Lisa's insight and 
experience to make her own life easier.

Of all the women in the sorority, Bernadette knew that she would be closest to 
Cherine. Bernadette realized that she always looked forward to spending time 
with Cherine, because their likes and personalities were compatible. They shared 
tastes in the same movies and TV shows, and especially interest in the same 
music. They enjoyed having any chance to hang out, talk about lighter topics 
other than academics or sorority-related problems, and make jokes about popular 
culture that went over the heads of Lisa and Kathleen. The two women worked 
well together with their chores and homework assignments, and took advantage of 
any opportunity in their busy schedules to find each other and chat. After only 
three weeks, Bernadette realized that she had just made her first close friend in 
college.

As her perception of her companions changed, the words that most stuck in 
Bernadette's mind were from Tracy:

"Like it or not, those three women are your friends. You four are a clique, and 
you are part of that group."

Had Tracy used any other word than "clique", what she said would not have had 
the same impact on Bernadette's thinking. How strange, to be in a clique with 
three other women so totally different from the girls she had been hanging out 
with only two months before! How much her life had changed, in just 60 days! 
She wondered if, by the end of the summer, she would change so much that her 
high school friends wouldn't even recognize her.