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 33 – Kathleen's hard lesson

After breakfast, Burnside officially transferred custody of the pledges back to 
Pledge Mistress Tracy.  Along with the pledges she handed over a diskette 
describing the women’s training schedule and her own observations about the 
pledges’ health, study habits, openness for sexual adventure, and what they did 
during the three days they spent at her house.

Tracy passed out the pledges’ uniforms that she had brought with her from the 
sorority house and ordered her group to get ready to depart for the university.  
Each pledge had to get on her knees and thank Ruth Burnside for letting her stay 
at the house before going out the front door.  Tracy drove the freshmen to 
campus, while Lisa went with Burnside and Halsey.

Burnside said nothing about what had happened the night before, but Lisa did 
notice a subtle difference in her behavior.  For the first time Lisa had held power 
over her professor, which somewhat changed how the two women would relate to 
each other.  The professor would not say anything openly, but Lisa could tell that 
she was very grateful for her student’s quick and tactful response to what had 
happened when she was over the younger woman’s lap.  Lisa had been astute and 
observant enough to understand the professor was sexually aroused, and gracious 
enough to let her escape before anyone else in the room realized what was going 
on.

The problem for Burnside was that Lisa’s knowledge about her vulnerability gave 
the girl some power in their relationship.  Allowing Lisa to have any influence on 
what happened in their interaction with each other was not what Burnside had 
wanted.  She had hoped to exert absolute authority over Lisa similar to what she 
held over Mark, but felt that she no longer could do that if Lisa knew her secret.  
There would have to be an unspoken agreement of trust between the professor and 
the student, an uneasy partnership that would tie the two women’s fates together 
over the next several years.  Lisa was not Mark, and Burnside would have to treat 
her very differently.

The professor’ personality made it very hard for her to express emotions that 
conveyed vulnerability.  She did not feel comfortable talking to Lisa about what 
had happened, but at the same time trusted that her student would not tell anyone 
what she had discovered.  Fortunately, the way she handled the spanking the 
previous night demonstrated that Lisa could keep a secret.  It also was obvious 
that Lisa cared about Burnside’s reputation in the fetish community.  Yes, she had 
wanted to turn the tables on Burnside by putting her over her lap, but what 
mattered was that she knew when to stop.  Burnside also realized that Lisa 
Campbell was a person with whom she could have a personal relationship that 
would start out as mentoring, but over several years could develop into a real 
friendship.

That morning, after Lisa had stripped and was standing with her legs spread and 
her hands behind her head, Burnside went over her plans for that week.  Then she 
surprised Lisa with some news about a couple of Four-Beta juniors who were 
taking one of her summer classes:

“Seems there’s a bit of a problem with their midterms.  It looks like they tried, but 
they’re just not getting the material.  They’ll get the bad news in class, but I 
figured you’d want to know about it first, in case the sorority has anything to say 
to you about it.  If they don’t shape up real fast, I can tell you they won’t be 
passing.”

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While Lisa continued to work in Burnside’s office in the afternoon, Pledge 
Mistress Tracy and Junior class leader Shannon entered her office with the two 
unhappy juniors.  Burnside repeated what she had told Lisa, that unless the two 
students could score at least 90 percent on the final exam, there was no way the 
professor could let them pass the class.  The two sorority women turned white, 
because getting 90 percent on one of Burnside’s tests was very difficult.  The 
professor snapped:

“Well, I hope you don’t expect me to pass you if you don’t perform, because I 
won’t.  It’s a numbers game around here, and right now your numbers don’t add 
up.  The final is in four weeks, so I’d suggest you use that time wisely and learn 
the course material, instead of just looking at me with those sad eyes.”

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Tracy and her pledges walked back to the sorority with Shannon and the two 
juniors.  The situation for the sorority was dire, because both juniors already had 
taken Burnside’s class and had flunked out.  If they flunked a second time, they 
would go on academic probation, which in turn would be a huge embarrassment 
for the entire sorority and for President Alexandra in particular.  As Tracy always 
quoted from the military “shit rolls downhill”, because Alexandra in turn, would 
blame Shannon for not making sure her two class members had properly studied.  
If Alexandra was pissed at Shannon, she had the authority to blackball her from 
participating in any future sorority elections.

As they walked across Old Campus, Shannon began questioning Lisa about what 
she knew about Burnside’s classes and the course material.  It turned out that the 
pledge’s knowledge was quite comprehensive, which gave the three juniors an 
idea.  Why couldn’t Lisa tutor the juniors and get them ready to pass the final?  In 
fact, what was to prevent her from setting up a study group to help everyone 
taking economics classes?  Lisa knew the material, so what right did she have to 
not share her knowledge with the rest of the sorority?

Tracy drew a deep breath, not at all happy about the turn of events.  Lisa was still 
a pledge, and under the pledge program rules she was not authorized to lead 
anything, let alone a study group.  Furthermore, she had not completed her Four-
Beta training, nor passed all of her pledge challenges.  Now, on top of everything 
else she had to accomplish over the next month, she was being tapped to run a 
study group for two women who were in trouble due to their own stupidity.  Tracy 
was very irritated with Shannon, because the junior class leader was pushing her 
problem off on a pledge instead of trying to take care of it herself.  If it wasn’t 
Pledge Lisa’s fault those two juniors were failing, why was she the one who had 
to fix their situation?

Lisa’s obligations only became even more complicated when the pledges dined 
with the sophomores.  The conversation focused on her position as Burnside’s 
student aide and the fact that she had tutored dorm residents in Huntington Hall 
during the spring semester.  Already a rumor had spread among the younger 
women that Pledge Lisa was going to tutor everyone taking Burnside’s classes.  
That was great!  One of the sophomores became especially interested in Lisa’s 
knowledge about the material presented in Burnside’s Theory of Economics 
course, because the previous year she had flunked out and was eager to get help 
from the sorority’s new pledge.  She was not yet on the verge of failing, but was 
determined to get a better grade on the final than she got on the midterm.  
Suddenly Lisa was faced with several excited sophomores beseeching her with 
questions about economics.

Finally Lisa held up her hands:

“Look ma’am, I can’t do anything for you unless it’s cleared through Pledge 
Mistress Tracy!  She’s got the final word on this, not me.  If she asks me to help 
you, then yes, I’ll do what I can.  But, she’s got to approve any study group!”

Her companions quickly volunteered to talk to Tracy, but again Lisa held up her 
hands.

“I need to ask about this, not you.  I’m under her orders right now, so I’ll talk to 
her.”

Following dinner Lisa found Tracy, who, as usual, was sitting in the sorority 
library with her textbooks.  She knelt and explained what the sophomores wanted 
from her, which added to the expectations Shannon had for her two failing class 
members.

Tracy was tempted to tell both Shannon and the sophomores to forget about 
exploiting her pledge, but the truth was the tutoring frenzy had taken on a life of 
its own and backing out no longer was possible.  Besides, Lisa did not have any 
objections to tutoring her fellow sorority members.  However, she would have to 
set some restrictions.  She knew from experience that unless she controlled the 
study sessions, the arrangement very quickly would degenerate into her being on-
call to provide assistance at the convenience of the other Four-Beta members.  
Even though she was just a pledge, Lisa needed to establish her own rules and 
remain in control of any tutoring arrangements in which she was providing help to 
others.

There was one other condition Lisa wanted:

“Ma’am, since I’m a pledge and I can’t wear anything in the house, then can I 
make my study group strip down too?  I mean…I think it’s important because if 
I’m naked and they’re not, I’m worried they’re not gonna take me seriously.”

Tracy thought for a moment, and finally nodded.  “I don’t have a problem with 
that.  I agree that if you’re gonna lead a study group you ought to be in charge, 
and I see your point on the clothing issue.  I guess that’ll also separate who’s 
really interested in your tutoring and who just wants to get her questions answered 
and not work.  All right, when I make the announcement about the study group 
I’ll explain there’s gonna be a nudity requirement and that you’re the one running 
the show.  If there’s any other conditions you want, let me know, and I’ll add 
those to my announcement.”

A few minutes later the members of the Four-Beta Sorority gathered in the sitting 
room for an emergency meeting called by Shannon.  The junior class leader ceded 
the podium to the Pledge Mistress, who ordered Pledge Lisa to stand up and join 
her.  Tracy announced that Lisa had taken and passed Ruth Burnside’s dreaded 
“Theory of Economics” course and was proctoring the same class during the 
summer semester.  Therefore, she would set up a study group that would meet for 
an hour each week on Tuesday nights and Thursday nights, and spend part of each 
Sunday night reviewing assignments and answering questions.  The Pledge 
Mistress added that because Lisa was a pledge and prohibited from wearing any 
clothing in the sorority house, anyone joining her study group would have to obey 
the rules of the pledge uniform by attending the sessions in the nude.  During the 
meetings Lisa’s subservient status as a pledge would be suspended and she would 
be completely in charge of anyone seeking her help.

Lisa was very nervous as she stood beside the Pledge Mistress and listened to the 
formal announcement about the study group.  Then she noticed something that 
made her much more nervous, the look on the face of the Sergeant-at-Arms.  
Heather was not pleased at all by what was going on and was watching the Pledge 
Mistress with a very disapproving expression.  Obviously there was going to be a 
problem between Heather and Tracy over the study group idea.

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Lisa spent a busy week as she pursued her numerous academic responsibilities.  
Besides dealing with her own classes, she proctored Ruth Burnside’s exams, 
helped grade papers, and assisted her mentor in her office in many other ways.  
Time became a very scarce resource in the professor’s office as the stress of 
coursework overrode the developing personal relationship between Burnside and 
Lisa.  The pressure was on to cram as much material as possible into the few 
weeks of classes that remained.

No sooner did Lisa get back to the sorority and have dinner than came her second 
round of academic responsibilities.  Tuesday and Thursday nights she led a total 
of seven naked sorority members at a table in the sitting room, going over 
assignments and making sure her companions understood the basic formulas and 
theories presented by Burnside.  The problems of Lisa’s study group varied, but it 
seemed that the women who were good in math and understood the formulas 
couldn’t apply them to theory, while the women who could grasp the theory 
couldn’t deal with the math.

Lisa competently addressed her group’s concerns and felt real satisfaction as the 
material and its application began to make sense to her companions.  As they 
began to get caught up and feel more confident about learning, Lisa’s study group 
members began accepting her leadership and often totally forgot that she still was 
just a pledge.  Already the study group saw Lisa as one of their equals and a 
person with huge leadership potential for the sorority.

While Lisa was working with her study group, Tracy was with the three freshmen, 
exhorting them to study, forcing them to constantly exercise, and leading them in 
house chores.  Because Lisa was tied up with her study group, Tracy took her 
place working around the house.  She led by example, frenetically cleaning and 
challenging her charges to keep up.

Pledge Mistress Tracy’s behavior became more and more of an enigma for the 
other members of the sorority.  By the middle of July she had become little more 
than a pledge herself, spending all of her time with the newcomers and ignoring 
the other seniors.  Her behavior confirmed her odd reputation in the sorority and 
her status as an outsider.  However, her actions were ensuring that the current 
group of pledges was completely ready to join the sorority.  On top of everything 
else was Pledge Lisa Campbell’s study group, which held out hope to several 
sophomores and juniors that they could avoid failing Burnside’s classes and keep 
themselves and the sorority out of trouble.

By the middle of July, both Elaine, the leader of the sophomores, and Shannon, 
the leader of the juniors, had decided that they would support Tracy for the 
presidency of the sorority.  Elaine and Shannon agreed that if Tracy were elected 
chapter president, she would be a nice change from Alexandra, who was a good 
public speaker, but somewhat self-centered and not a very dynamic or imaginative 
leader.  They both decided that, unless there were any changes between July and 
the August election, they would formally back Tracy for chapter president and 
vote to keep Heather in her current position of Sergeant-at-Arms.  Neither much 
cared for Tracy as a person, but it was obvious that she was driven and her harsh 
no-nonsense attitude was what was needed to “get things done”.  Above 
everything else, Tracy was much more concerned about the well-being of the 
people around her than herself.  She was totally fair and even-handed in her 
dealings with other people, and willing to make sacrifices for other women in the 
sorority.

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The second Saturday of July was a filled with an event that, for 24 hours, took 
everyone’s mind off academics.  It was time for the summer semester’s “Skins 
and Shirts Ball”, when all members of Tri-Alpha Fraternity would fulfill the 
previous month’s forfeit by attending the dance in the nude.

Throughout the afternoon the sorority’s women cheerfully got ready for the 
formal dance as they prepared their hair and makeup and made sure their most 
elegant gowns and dresses were properly cleaned and pressed.  Part of the fun 
would be the extreme contrast between the formally dressed women and the 
naked men.  The more the women could make that contrast obvious, the better.

While the other women were getting ready, there was a furious debate among the 
sorority officers concerning what to do about the pledges.  Tracy argued that they 
should be allowed to dress up, given that it was the pledges that had won the 
scavenger hunt.  Sergeant-at-Arms Heather argued the opposite; that because they 
were still pledges, the newcomers should attend the dance in the nude, regardless 
of what had happened during the hunt.  Finally, disgusted with the conflict, 
Alexandra issued her decision.  The pledges simply would wear their pledge 
uniforms: no formal dresses, but no total nudity either.  As for Pledge Lisa, she 
would wear her thong, since that was what she was wearing on campus.

Tracy was furious at Heather, but knew better than to argue in front of Alexandra.  
She felt bad for the pledges, but at least they did not have to attend the ball in the 
nude.  To register her disgust, however, she returned to her room and pulled out 
her own pledge uniform.  If her pledges had to wear their uniforms to the dance, 
then she would wear hers as well.

The ball itself was held in the Alumni Center on Old Campus.  The Alumni 
Center was an old mansion, the original residence of the university president.  A 
large fancy room used for conferences and social events complete with bathrooms 
and a restaurant-style kitchen took up the entire first floor, while the upstairs 
bedrooms had been converted to offices and meeting rooms.  A rich benefactor of 
the university who was a Tri-Alpha alumnus had paid for the renovations and the 
building’s upkeep, with the understanding that the Tri-Alpha fraternity could use 
the Alumni Center for its formal social events.

The evening started at 8:00 p.m. when three air-conditioned buses arrived at the 
sorority to pick up the women.  Although the Alumni Center was only a short 
walk from the Four-Beta house, walking there in formal gowns in the hot weather 
was not practical.  The women were the honored guests and thus would ride to the 
ball in comfort.

When Lisa got on the bus, she was surprised to see that the driver was naked.  He 
was a junior in the fraternity and the bus ride was considered part of the formal 
event, hence his lack of covering.  Lisa later learned that the fraternity members 
already had ridden over to the Alumni Center in the same buses, leaving their 
clothing behind at the Tri-Alpha house.  According to tradition, the losing side of 
the “Skins and Shirts Ball” had to travel to the dance naked and be completely cut 
off from any clothing until the dance was over.

Once the sorority members got off the buses, they filed into the Alumni Center by 
class, the seniors going first.  The only exception was Tracy, who, as Pledge 
Mistress, had to go in with the pledges so she could formally introduce them.  
Following the seniors, Shannon and Elaine led their respective groups into the 
building, followed by Tracy’s group.  As they entered the main room, the pledges 
faced the officers of the fraternity, all of whom were completely naked.  

Tracy formally introduced her pledges one by one.  As dictated by tradition, each 
fraternity officer stepped forward to kiss the hand of each pledge.  Although the 
fraternity officer already had interacted with the pledges and had seen plenty of 
them over the summer, the greeting was an important part of tradition, an official 
recognition of the pledges by the most important members of the fraternity.

The men and women paired off by class.  Each Tri-Alpha presented a corsage to 
his female counterpart, and then posed for an official dance photo.  The 
photographer was the same student who had taken the official pledge ID pictures 
back in May, Lisa’s friend Suzanne Foster.

The Tri-Alpha and Four-Beta pledges were not paired with each other, but instead 
with officers.  Of course, Tri-Alpha VP Jacob took Cherine for himself, and Four-
Beta Sergeant-at-Arms Heather picked the poor guy she had been tormenting 
throughout the summer.  Tracy paired off with Ken, Lisa got Pledge Master 
Arnold, and Kathleen got the Tri-Alpha president.

Bernadette was paired off with the Tri-Alpha Sergeant-at-Arms and looked 
longingly at her partner’s stocky muscular figure.  She knew that having sex with 
him was out of the question because of the prohibition against sex between Four-
Beta pledges and Tri-Alpha members.  

Lisa noticed the hungry look in her fellow pledge’s eyes and could tell the night 
was going to be a real torment for Bernadette, being surrounded by all that naked 
male flesh and not be able to enjoy any of it.  All those male organs on display, 
nearly a hundred of them…

It was at that moment that Bernadette set a goal for herself.  She wanted to make 
love to every man in the fraternity.  Her eyes were feasting on all those penises: 
long-short…circumcised-not circumcised…light-dark...  All those penises…all 
those variations of male organs…and she wanted to see what each one felt like 
inside her.

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Apart from the novelty of having all the males spend the night in the nude, the 
“Skins and Shirts Ball” was not very different from any other formal fraternity-
sorority dance event.  The evening started with a seven-course meal that included 
three choices of entrees.  The food was extremely good and the pledges totally 
stuffed themselves.  Once the dinner was finished, there was a bathroom break for 
the sorority women while the fraternity members cleared the room, and finally 
two hours of slow dancing to music given by live musicians.  Throughout the 
night Suzanne ran about the room taking volumes of pictures, both posed and un-
posed.  Also, Lisa noticed several couples taking breaks to go upstairs.  As 
always, sex was encouraged for everyone apart from the pledges.

Lisa took advantage of her time alone with Pledge Master Arnold to find out as 
much as she could about the Tri-Alpha pledge program, partly so she could find 
out more about what Ken was doing and what he had gone through so far.  She 
never asked Arnold anything specific about Ken, but she knew that at least she 
could get a general idea about what he was doing.  Arnold turned out to be quite 
chatty, inadvertently giving up a lot of personal information about all five of his 
pledges.  It also turned out that he was gay and had been quite interested in Ken.  
His voice reflected real disappointment as he reflected about Ken’s situation:

“You know…he had a lot of fantasies…came in with a lot of homoerotic thoughts 
on his mind…  But, I guess one thing that he figured out after he started pledging 
was that his fantasies and his sexuality were two different things.  That’s a real 
shame, ‘cause I think he’s really cute.”

Lisa got Arnold to talk about the Tri-Alpha sexual training program for pledges 
and then to talk about what he thought of each of his charges.  She was not 
particularly interested in the others, but she was desperate to get more information 
about Ken.  Arnold opened up, confiding quite a bit about his pledge’s most inner 
thoughts to his former girlfriend.  Among other things, he confirmed Lisa’s 
suspicion that Ken had enjoyed being her sub, but that she had made a serious 
mistake in the way she had treated him.  Although she constantly savagely 
punished him, she had considered the punishments as nothing more than sexual 
play.  Lisa had not attempted to take control of Ken’s life outside of their sexual 
adventures.  She considered him her friend and her equal, and it turned out that 
was not what he really wanted.

She realized that Arnold’s observations matched what she had suspected about 
her former boyfriend.  Ken needed to surrender himself to a loving mistress, 
someone who could control him and punish him when necessary, but who would 
mostly concentrate on running his life and making him feel protected.  In other 
words, what Ken needed was the exact same thing Kathleen needed.  The problem 
was that he could not figure out how to express that need to her.  Lisa wondered if 
his sexual experimentation with the fraternity and his fantasies about Jason 
Schmidt actually were a subconscious plea for help and understanding.

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The following evening President Alexandra presented one of the strangest 
seminars of the summer, called “Dildos, vibrators, and the joys of inanimate 
penetration”.  With an air of total seriousness, the chapter president demonstrated 
and talked about various sex toys, how they were used, and how they needed to be 
sterilized and maintained.  The presentation was accompanied by a PowerPoint 
slide show with very graphic photos and diagrams.  However, the slide show was 
nothing in comparison with what followed, live demonstrations from two 
members of the sorority.

When the slide show finished, the chapter president’s two male attendants entered 
the room.  Both were completely naked.  The two young men set up a massage 
table as Alexandra ordered the nervous, blushing pledges to stand.  An equally 
naked Four-Beta junior entered the room, hopped up on the table, and 
immediately got on her elbows and knees.  With the assistance of one of the 
males, she inserted a vibrator up her bottom and turned it on.  The woman 
massaged herself from the front with a second vibrator as Alexandra’s other 
attendant rubbed her shoulders.  Within seconds her consciousness shut out 
everything else in the room as she immersed herself in extreme sexual pleasure.

As the junior gasped from a series of orgasms and the males quietly watched, 
Alexandra calmly explained the technique the demonstrator was using to 
stimulate herself.  She glanced at Kathleen as she commented:

“What you are now watching is a masturbation technique that focuses on anal 
stimulation.  Those of us whose center of pleasure is concentrated in their bottoms 
will get the most enjoyment out of what you are watching now.  You will notice 
that stimulation of the clitoris is part of the experience, but the main focus in on 
penetration and stimulation of the sphincter.”

Kathleen’s face turned quite red, but she continued to watch the demonstrator 
with intense interest.

Once the first demonstrator came down off her orgasmic high, Alexandra’s 
attendants helped her off the massage table and escorted her out of the room.  The 
two young men came back in with another naked junior, who lay on her back on 
the table.  The attendants covered her body with massage oil before handing her a 
large dildo and a smaller vibrator.  The young woman pushed in the dildo and 
used the vibrator to stimulate herself.  Alexandra continued:

“This technique focuses mostly on the vagina, although our demonstrator will also 
use the rest of her body to enhance the orgasmic experience.  You will notice that 
she knows her body very well and knows where to place her hands for maximum 
effect.  Keep that in mind, ladies.  Your experience will be different from what 
you are seeing here, because all of you have different bodies.  The better you 
know where the pleasure centers on your body are located, the better you will be 
at achieving total orgasm, even if you happen to be without a partner.”

The sight of a second naked young woman enjoying an orgasm had its effect on 
the two attendants.  By the time the demonstrator was finished both of them had 
erections.  Lisa noticed Bernadette looking longingly at Alexandra’s two males 
and remembered that she had not had the chance to make love to anyone for 
nearly a week.

“OK, now it’s time for your practical exercise.  We are opening four rooms for 
you, the guest room and three bedrooms upstairs.  Each of you must select two 
items from the collection you see on the table, use them to achieve orgasm, and 
write an essay on your experience.  This practical exercise will test not only your 
ability to give pleasure to your own body, but also to follow directions and 
express a personal experience in writing.  Do you understand?”

“Yes, President Alexandra.”

“I expect a two-page essay on your experience.  Two pages?  That’s right, ladies, 
two pages.  There’s plenty you can write about in those two pages.  You should 
include what sexual fantasies enhance your orgasmic experience, how using sex 
toys differs from using just your fingers, and what other experiences in 
masturbation you’ve had.  There’s plenty to write about, so I don’t want any of 
you telling me you can’t think of what to say.”

Alexandra excused herself at that point, taking her two attendants with her.  The 
pledges looked at each other, deeply irritated by the unfairness of the situation.  
Alexandra gets two guys completely to herself, and here we are, having to make 
do with a bunch of stupid plastic toys.

Lisa was surprised to see Kathleen approach the table first and quickly select two 
vibrators and a large dildo.  Of all the women in the pledge group, it was Kathleen 
who had the most experience masturbating.  She had a very active sex drive, but it 
had been frustrated throughout her life because most of her real-life encounters 
had resulted in hurtful, disappointing, or humiliating experiences.  Masturbating 
was something safe that she knew how to do quite well.  As much as she would 
have preferred to make love to Lisa, she knew that Tracy would not allow it and 
she would just have to make do with toys.

The other three women approached the table much more reluctantly.  Bernadette 
was outright hostile to the idea of masturbating or using a vibrator.  For her the 
only way to have an orgasm was with a male lover.  I don’t need plastic, because 
a man’s real dick is the only thing I want going inside me.  She let out a sigh as 
she picked out a penis-shaped dildo and walked away from the table.

Lisa was as reluctant to pick up a dildo or vibrator as was Bernadette, but for 
somewhat different reasons.  Lisa was used to masturbating whenever she did not 
have a partner, but preferred to use her fingers instead of foreign objects.  She 
happily anticipated taking advantage of a room to herself to relieve her sexual 
tension, but then would fill her two pages writing about her preference to use her 
fingers instead of sex toys.

Cherine blushed as she approached the table, never having seen sex toys up close 
before, let alone pick them up.  This was a chance for her to experiment with 
something new.  She selected a vibrator and a massager and tried to hide the fact 
she very much was looking forward to trying them out.  Ordinarily she would not 
have dared let anyone see her touching sex items, but the fact she had been 
ordered to do so took away most of her inhibitions.

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A few minutes later Lisa was alone in a bedroom lent to her by one of the seniors.  
She had been directed to lay a sheet over the top of the bed and not touch 
anything else in the room.  Upon finishing her orgasm she would exit and close 
the door, take the sheet downstairs, and report to the sorority library to write her 
essay.

Lisa looked at the two vibrators she had selected, rolled her eyes, and set them on 
the senior’s nightstand.  She lay on the bed and turned out the light, quite happy to 
have a few uninterrupted minutes to herself in a silent dark room.  For a few 
minutes she simply lay quietly and allowed her thoughts to clear so she could 
enjoy herself.  She began moving her fingertips up and down her stomach and 
thighs as the first part of her assignment in self-pleasure.

For a while Lisa’s mind tried to find a topic; a personal experience or a fantasy, 
that would arouse her enough to work pursue a sexual climax.  She tried to focus 
on Kathleen, but for whatever reason thinking about Kathleen did not excite her at 
that moment.  Her thoughts moved to Ken, but that didn’t work either.  Finally 
she allowed her thoughts to wander to her experience in Burnside’s class a couple 
of weeks before, when she was ordered to stand with her back to 150 classmates 
so they could study her bare bottom and satisfy their curiosity about her thong.  
The experience may have been humiliating, but to Lisa it also was extremely 
erotic.  She wished that she could have been forced to stand in front of the class 
totally naked, or better yet, naked with her legs spread and her hands behind her 
head, just like she had to be when inside Burnside’s office.  Or better yet, naked 
with her hands behind her head and her legs spread in the middle of the courtyard 
of the Student Memorial Center.  Yes, right in the middle of the SMC on 
registration day, when the entire university converged in that one spot and would 
see her.  Everyone would take pictures with her and everyone, male and female, 
would satisfy their curiosity by touching her and exploring her uncovered body 
with their hands…thousands of hands seeking her body and exploring…

Lisa massaged the inner part of her thighs and teased her vulva as her mind 
continued wandering through the erotic labyrinth of her fantasy world.  Her 
thoughts suddenly shifted from her fantasy of extreme exhibitionism to Ruth 
Burnside and Jim Halsey.  Lisa had become their naked servant, officially 
collared and having signed a contract handing over her life to the two professors.  
Her purpose was to bring them pleasure and cater to their needs.  When she knelt 
to show her submission, she knelt in the style of a Danubian criminal, with her 
head on the ground, her knees spread, and her back arched so that her vulva and 
bottom-hole were totally exposed and properly displayed.  Her bottom and thighs 
were covered with whip-marks, because constant punishment was an important 
component of her daily life.  Her purpose in life was to serve, and to suffer…

Lisa sat up with fright as she suddenly came to her senses.  That second fantasy 
terrified her because it was so vivid, and yet also was quite plausible.  It already 
was the life Mark Gertz led with Professor Burnside, a grueling painful existence 
on ongoing humiliations…was that really what Lisa envisioned for herself?  
Couldn’t she do better?  Wasn’t she worth much more than that?

She lay back down and began massaging her sweaty body.  She had to start from 
scratch because the sudden scare had canceled her impending climax.  She cleared 
her mind and began letting the physical sensations of her own caresses fill her 
consciousness.  Now she was ready to fantasize about her own life: about 
Kathleen, and also about Ken.

She pictured them kneeling together, both of them completely naked.  Lisa had 
become the mistress, the object of total devotion and affection from her two 
servants.  She was seated while Ken massaged and licked her right foot and 
Kathleen massaged and licked her left foot.  Together they looked up at her, 
silently asking her for permission to start massaging her legs.  Kathleen and Ken 
gradually moved up Lisa’s body together.  Their movements were perfectly 
synchronized because she had taken the time to properly train them.  Each was 
responsible for half of her body; Ken for the right side and Kathleen for the left.

By now Lisa’s two servants had worked their way up to her breasts.  In unison 
they kissed and licked their mistress’s areolas and nipples as she gasped and came 
closer to orgasm.  They kissed her bottom and took turns stimulating her vulva…

Finally it was time for Lisa and her two servants to give each other extreme 
pleasure.  Ken lay on the floor on his back as Lisa lowered herself over his very 
erect penis.  Kathleen positioned herself over his face, because he needed to 
satisfy her needs as well.  As Ken’s penis pumped semen into Lisa’s vagina and 
as his tongue worked its way around Kathleen’s vulva, Lisa took the girl’s face in 
her hands and kissed her.  Lisa’s tongue explored Kathleen’s lips while Ken’s 
tongue explored the lips of her vulva.  They climaxed together, three lovers and 
three synchronized orgasms.  It was a perfect lovers’ triangle, but one of love and 
pleasure, not one of hurt and envy.

Sweat trickled down Lisa’s body as she finally climaxed.  Ken and 
Kathleen…Ken and Kathleen…

She came to her senses and sat up in the dark waiting for her heart rate to go down 
and breathing to return to normal.  

Ken and Kathleen…two lives dedicated to her…two lovers to satisfy her 
body…two souls under her protection…

Now Lisa Campbell knew what she wanted.  She did not want be forced to choose 
between Ken and Kathleen.  She wanted them both.  

Lisa also understood that both of her lovers needed her.  It was her destiny to 
create a meaningful life for them, a life in which they could fulfill their purpose to 
serve and obey her.

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As she exited the room and returned her unused sex toys to the sorority’s sitting 
room, Lisa remembered Kathleen’s little adventure at Burnside’s party the 
previous weekend.  She had been so busy with the tutoring crisis that she had 
forgotten about her lover’s infidelity, but she still wanted to address it.  She 
doubted the adventure would affect how she felt about Kathleen, but it did give 
her a welcome opportunity to inflict real punishment and move much closer to 
establishing complete control over the young woman’s life.

Lisa had noticed that her lover was very nervous on Tuesday, but as the week 
progressed she seemed to calm down.  As the days went by and nothing was 
mentioned about the party, she began to hope that perhaps Lisa would not 
discover that she had sex with Ken.  For the first, and the only time, she attempted 
to keep something that she had done hidden from her partner.

The two women sat down next to each other to write out their essays and turned 
them in to Tracy.  Then, Lisa told the unsuspecting girl to follow her to the pool 
area.  As soon as she saw that no one else was outside, she abruptly grabbed 
Kathleen’s arms and pulled her face-to-face.  She stared hard into the younger 
woman’s shocked eyes as she held her tight:

“I know all about what you did at Dr. Burnside’s party, Kathleen.  Do you really 
think I wasn’t gonna find out?  Did you really think you could keep something 
like that a secret from me?”

Kathleen’s face went white and she began trembling from shock and fright.  She 
automatically looked away, but Lisa shook her.

“You look at me!  Don’t you dare look anywhere except straight into my eyes!”

Kathleen’s body began shaking in earnest as she struggled to force herself to look 
into her lover’s eyes.  Lisa tightened her grip on the unhappy girl’s thin arms and 
stared hard into her terrified face:

“The only reason I didn’t talk to you earlier is because I was hoping you’d have 
the decency to come clean on your own!  I just wanted to give you a couple of 
days to think about ‘fessing up, but I guess you weren’t gonna tell me, were you?”

“Uh…I…”

“What do you think I am, an idiot?  Did you really think you could pull that shit 
on me and get away with it?  Did you really think that?”

“I…I…”

Lisa shook Kathleen again and snarled:

“Answer me!”

Instead of Kathleen’s trembling voice, Lisa heard the splatter of liquid hitting the 
pavement.  Then she felt a warm wetness gathering around her feet as the smell of 
urine hit her nose.  Kathleen was so scared that she had lost control of her bladder.

Lisa let her go.

“You clean that up.  And while you’re cleaning up, you can think about what your 
punishment ought to be.  Think real hard about how you’re gonna make it up to 
me.”

With that Lisa left Kathleen on the patio.  She deliberately stepped into a puddle 
of pool water to clean off her feet.  Without looking back to see what her lover 
was doing, she unceremoniously went back into the house.

Lisa had taken to heart Ruth Burnside’s lessons in establishing total dominance 
over her lover by using her own emotions against her.  Only through submission 
and pain could Kathleen find forgiveness and redemption.  The sad girl faced 
cruel punishment, but whatever punishment she was destined to endure she would 
have to choose for herself.  She would be a willing participant in her own 
subjugation as she begged for the right to be punished and the privilege of 
surrendering her body.

Lisa still did not have a clue about what Kathleen actually did Monday night or 
who she had been with.  For the moment that detail did not really matter, because 
her only goal was to use the incident to her advantage to exert absolute control 
over her lover’s life.  Not knowing a particular detail was not a major concern, 
because she figured that she would find out soon enough.

Of course, Lisa had carefully worded what she said to make Kathleen believe that 
she knew exactly what had happened, even though quite the opposite was true.  
That was another of Burnside’s lessons; a dominatrix should always try to give 
her subs the impression of infallibility.

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Kathleen trembled and cried as she selected a mop and cleaning bucket from the 
supply room.  She cleaned up her mess, wrung out the mop, and continued to 
shake as she went into the storeroom where the discipline supplies were kept.  She 
shuddered as she felt various cruel discipline implements in her hands.  Heavy 
flexible straps, floggers, switches, canes, paddles of varying weights and 
thickness, all had their advantages and drawbacks.  She had to think about what 
position would be best for Lisa: should she be cuffed to the ceiling so she could 
be whipped, or should she be bent over?  How long would Lisa want to punish 
her?  Should she subject herself to other indignities such as an enema?

Kathleen was totally terrified, but at the same time she was relieved that her secret 
was out and that Lisa did not show any sign that she wanted to break up over what 
had happened.  With no second thought Kathleen accepted that her lover had the 
right to discipline her by whipping her.  She owed Lisa that much, presenting her 
body for a truly cruel punishment that would test her tolerance for pain and her 
resolve to remain part of her lover’s life.  She would have to show herself no 
mercy as she selected the implements to be used on her.  

Kathleen figured that Lisa would want to have a lengthy punishment session and 
use an implement with which she could strike many times.  In Kathleen’s mind, 
that eliminated using any hard items such as wooden paddles or canes.  She 
figured that she should be punished standing up, with her entire body exposed to 
whatever Lisa wanted to do to her.  She narrowed the selection further to items 
that could be used to whip a standing subject repeatedly and that could be used 
not only on her bottom, but also on her back and her thighs.  Finally she narrowed 
the selection to a flogger and a small two-tailed whip.  The whip did not look like 
one of the more severe discipline items owned by the sorority, but she knew from 
experience that it stung horribly.

Kathleen understood that the whipping was only a small part of what Lisa 
expected from her.  She would have to atone in other ways as well, by 
demonstrating that she was her loyal servant.

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Lisa had to spend the rest of Sunday evening with her study group, so it was not 
until much later that Kathleen had the chance to be alone with her for a few 
minutes.  The girl approached trembling and cringing with her eyes full of tears, 
as frightened and miserable as a person could be.  When she saw her terrified, 
fidgety lover, she knew that she was completely under her control.  Everything in 
Kathleen’s behavior indicated that she was willing to surrender her entire life to 
Lisa.

She’s mine…she’s mine and I have to watch over her, thought Lisa to herself.

Had Kathleen been able to exercise any control over her emotions, she would 
have known that the best way she could have tried to maintain some 
independence in her relationship with Lisa would have been to stay away from 
her for a few days and let time put the unpleasant encounter with her lover into 
perspective.  However, Kathleen was not capable of leaving things unsettled for 
any period of time.  Her need to have all of her personal issues resolved 
immediately made her extremely vulnerable.  Now, in her desperation to seek 
Lisa’s forgiveness, she was willing to do anything…literally anything.  

The punishment that would formalize their arrangement would have to wait until 
they had a few hours to be completely alone, Being a sorority pledge complicated 
any overt efforts for Kathleen to demonstrate submission to Lisa, because the only 
displays of submission a pledge was allowed were to the sorority officers.  If 
Kathleen were seen kneeling to Lisa during the pledge-training period, chances 
were the Pledge Mistress would throw a fit and punish them both.  The delay did 
not mean that Kathleen’s punishment wouldn’t happen, however.  Eventually she 
would be chastised, because punishment was the only way she could set things 
right with Lisa.

Lisa took Kathleen’s hand and returned to the pool area, which, fortunately still 
was completely deserted.  In the darkness they made their way to the sorority’s 
gazebo.  Lisa hugged her lover in a gesture of caring and redemption.  Kathleen 
suddenly broke down crying, but Lisa knew what she needed to say to comfort 
her.

“I still love you.  Even though I’ll have to punish you, I still love you.  You 
understand that, right?”

Kathleen sobbed and nodded her head.  For a long time she pressed her teary face 
into her mistress’s chest and held on to her, very tightly.  Finally it was time for 
Lisa to make a small request, one that would be the first out of many that 
Kathleen would perform as her servant.

“Come on, let’s go down to the pool area.”

Lisa lay down on one of the chaise lounges:

“Go ahead and get on your knees.  I’ll let you rub my feet.”

Kathleen complied and spent a long time massaging her mistress’s feet.  She 
massaged until her hands were tired and her knees ached from pressing down on 
the hard pavement, but she could not have been happier.  Lisa loved her.  In spite 
of everything she had done and the scary punishment that she had yet to endure, 
Lisa still loved her.