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"Hold your pee in just a trifle longer, dearest," Therese said to Kathy, who
gave her an agonized look but obeyed. Kathy was beginning to regret the bottle
of champagne she had so eagerly downed  an hour earlier.  The mildly
intoxicating bubbles, so pleasantly soothing in her tummy, took on an
altogether different aspect in her bladder.

"I ought to just pee on you," Kathy said to Therese.

"Now that would  be naughty," Therese smiled, then turned and walked back down
between the bookshelves, her bare hips rolling with alluring elegance.

Kathy adjusted her weight as she knelt precariously atop two shelving units
stacked with library books.  The units were separated by a space of some two
feet, just enough to allow a person to squeeze between them.  Kathy's naked
thighs and genitals arched over the space. Her knees rested on either unit,
protected from the hard surface of the top of each bookshelf by seat cushions
borrowed from a cluster of nearby chairs.  Kathy's wrists were bound above her
head, the rope suspended from an overhanging chandelier.  The taut rope kept
Kathy safe; any slip would merely leave her dangling harmlessly in midair.

It was, without question, an odd way to make use of a library.  But
technology, in the form of movable bookshelves that could be separated by a
dozen feet or squashed together at the touch of a button, had finally invaded
that last bastion of sterile serenity, the public library, with an air of
eroticism.

The institution at hand was, in actuality, a university library, and no doubt
its cold walls had witnessed a fair share of sensual expressions amongst the
more hot-blooded of its youthful visitors over the years.  But it was doubtful
whether the reference section of the library had seen much. At the moment its
sensibilities were probably somewhere between shock and unconsciousness; no
doubt the career emplyees who staffed it during the day would have long since
passed out had they known that "that nice girl" who was under their direction
this semester was at present clad in nothing but spiked heels and long white
gartered stockings, with a deep interest in urinating but no interest in
removing herself to the bathroom.

"Why, there you are," Kathy heard from the far end of the shelving units, and
saw Therese step out to greet Susie.  Kathy was back far enough that all that
could be made out from the far end of the row of shelving units, if indeed it
could be perceived at all, was that there was a line of rope that dropped down
from one of the chandeliers.

Certainly Susie didn't notice the rope.  Besides being all a- flutter with
curiosity at the "little initiation" her two newfound friends had planned for
her, she was, upon finding Therese, quite overwhelmed by the bewitchingly
aggressive girl.

"Did anyone see you cross the campus?"  Therese asked with feigned innocence,
knowing full well that the stark naked Susie had been observed by a dozen
members of the Phi Oui Sorority.

"I don't think so," Susie whispered.

"And you brought your towel, soap, shampoo, and washcloth with you I see,"
Therese said. "I hope you didn't disobey our instructions and cover yourself
with them as you came over."

"No!  Of course not!"  Susie said haltingly.  But Therese knew better.  She
had already been informed by a sorority member that Susie had been well
wrapped in the towel as she made her proscribed pilgrimage.  That portion of
the initiation would have to be repeated later, with an appropriate punishment
added on as well.

"Turn around, for you must be blindfolded for our next little surprise,"
Therese said.

Susie spun about on her heels and Therese quickly secured a kneesock over her
eyes.  Then she took the girl's hand and led her into the row of bookshelves.

Kathy watched the pair as they approached her.  The shelves just beyond where
Kathy knelt were separated by half a dozen feet, to permit unhampered access
to their volumes.  But no one in the reference section tonight would be making
recourse to the tomes.  The most the old books could hope for in the way of
attention this evening was the deposit of a few droplets of pee.

Therese was nearly bouncing with exuberence.  The girl had been imbued with a
heavy dose of sexuality since birth, and the exertions of the male penis,
while still enjoyable, today required a touch of decadence to bring out its
full flavor.  Like Kathy, Therese had little on; only an abbreviated
see-through nightie and the fact that her underclothes were black
distinguished her attire from her friend's.

"I'm going to shower in the library?"  Susie squeaked, obviously confused.

"Shush, darling,"  Therese cautioned, touching a finger to her lips.  "But of
course you are.  You wouldn't think we'd make you carry your soap and things
all the way over here just so you could sit and read the encyclopedia, do you?"

"Now stand right here," Therese directed Susie, squeezing the girl between the
next two bookshelves in the row and underneath Kathy.  Then with a single
swift movement Therese removed Susie's blindfold and grasped both her arms,
pulling them back behind her.  Susie gasped as she caught sight of the
genitals positioned overhead.  Her full, pert breasts bounced in the stale
library air.  Kathy looked down at her and smiled.

"Hi, I guess I'm the one who's been assigned to be your shower," Kathy said.
Susie turned her head and looked over her bare shoulder at Therese, eyes wide.

"You're going to...?"  Susie asked, shocked.

"Now, dear, I think you'll like it," Therese said gently.  "In any case now
that you're here you must go through with it, otherwise we'd have no
protection if you squealed."

"Oh, I wouldn't tell," Susie blurted.

"You wouldn't, and you won't, because you're going to become a member of the
best sorority on campus, Phi Oui, and attend all our parties and have a more
wonderful time than you'd ever imagined during your four years at Ohio State,"
Therese said firmly.

"But," Susie protested.  And then the most amazing thing happened.  Therese
quieted her protests with a kiss.  It didn't last long, and wasn't passionate;
just the gentle reassurance of female lips and female breasts pressed warmly
against her.

When they separated Therese knew that Susie was ready. She placed the girl
back between the narrowly separated bookshelves and signaled Kathy.  The girl
above gave an inaudible sigh of relief. Then, in a last minute display of
decorum, Kathy looked down at Susie and asked, "Ready?"

"I guess so," Susie replied.

"Kathy has endured the most uncomfortable agony of holding back an entire
bottle of champagne in her bladder just for you," Therese told Susie. "You
should appreciate and enjoy the rare gift she is about to bestow upon you.
Few women outside our sorority would go to such lengths to give you the
pleasure of being sprinkled with their essence."

"I know," Susie said, more to appear to agree than anything. But inside her a
lascivious spark had suddenly ignited.  The situation was so bizzare, like
something out of a Roman orgy, with her standing naked in the library about to
be wet upon by a girl clad only in stockings, that her body couldn't help but
suddenly feel a rush of heated sensuality.

Susie's next thoughts were drowned out by a sudden stream of urine upon her
head. Impulsively, she looked up and the stream hit her full in the face.
Susie squealed, surprised and suddenly delighted as the golden rain flowed
over her, running down the slopes of her breasts and off the tips of her
nipples.

Therese, unobserved at the moment, quietly snapped photos for the sororitie's
files.

Eventually Kathy's urine dribbled to a stop and Susie turned to Therese, eyes
bright and face flushed.

"See?  I knew you'd enjoy it," Therese said.  "Now take your soap and see if
you can raise some suds."

Susie lifted the bar from where it nestled between her breasts, secured by a
cord about her neck, and began lathering the jellied mounds of her mammaries.
The soap had a scent of strawberries, fresh and ripe and juicy, newly plucked
from the vine to be crushed between the teeth of its harvester.

Therese, meanwhile, quickly slid a nearby ladder into place and alighted upon
it to free Kathy.  She wiped the girl's genitals, to ensure that in descending
from her perch Kathy's stockings were not stained with any delinquent drops of
urine.  Then she reached up and undid the rope that bound Kathy's wrists. What
a pity that no male was in sight to view the pair as Therese reached to undo
her friend.  At that moment both girls were stretching upward, their lovely
titties bobbling in the air.  The soft flesh beckoned to be cupped, held,
squeezed; but instead it was left to jiggle freely, naked and unfettered.
Even Therese's gauzy nightie was unwilling to intervene.  It floated
carelessly upon the air, its fabric seemingly welcoming the light that shafted
through it, it's straps plotting to fall from Therese's slim shoulders at the
first opportunity.

Soon all three girls were between the shelves, and Susie was running out of
moisture to make lather.  The crackle of a police walkie-talkie announed the
arrival of the night watchman on his designated rounds.

"That's Charlie," Kathy warned Therese, a look of desperation in her eyes
despite her knowledge as to the time the library was generally inspected for
intruders.

"And with our luck he's ten minutes early," Therese hissed. She grasped
Susie's upper arm. "Come, dear, you've done all we've asked and now its time
to go."  The girls slipped as noiselessly as possible out a side door of the
library, Therese taking note of the nearness of this single unlocked exit to
the front entrance and her good judgement in leaving the rest of the sorority
back at the house.

As the girls stepped out into the chill air of early Spring they each
regretted their lack of clothing, particularly Therese, who might have
remained dressed throughout Susie's shower.  But she had felt that Susie would
feel less uncomfortable about being nude if her host were nearly nude herself,
and in that respect Therese knew she had made the correct decision.

A warm bath awaited Susie at what passed for what the girls improperly
referred to as their "house," a two-story townhouse just off campus where
several of the sorority girls shared apartments.  Susie, her long blonde locks
still damp and slightly bedraggled, was led sticky and blushing to the
bathroom.  A "sister" helped her step into the tub and sat and chatted
pleasantly with her while she bathed.  It was late, and the "sister," whose
name was Mary, wore a brief peignoir and french cut panties.  Susie admired
Mary's good taste in lingerie as she washed, and even commented upon it, much
to Mary's delight.

"So you're a connoisseur of undies just like I am," Mary laughed.  "I'm glad
you're joining Phi Oui.  We should have lots of fun comparing notes. Perhaps
you'd even let me try on a few of your things.  You can have some of mine
after your bath if you'd like.  I hear you live clear across campus."

"Yes, and they made me cross it stark naked," Susie said.

"Stark naked?  You had a towel wrapped around you when I saw you," Mary said.

"You?...You saw me?"  Susie asked, astonished and suddenly quite embarrassed,
despite her nakedness in the bath.

"Oops, I don't think I was supposed to say that," Mary gulped.

"Indeed you weren't," Therese said, entering suddenly.

"Just who saw me?"  Susie asked Therese.

"Only the other girls here, your 'sisters,'" Therese replied.  "Is it true you
covered yourself with a towel as you crossed the campus?"

Susie looked down at the suds in her bath.

"How did we instruct you to cross the campus?"  Therese asked.

"N-naked," Susie replied softly, eyes remaining downcast.

"And now, despite your flagrant disobedience, you sit here splashing in our
bath, thoughtless as to who filled it or who shall have to scrub it down after
you've left."

"I-I'm sorry," Susie began, but was interrupted by Therese.

"Being sorry won't quite be enough.  I'm afraid that despite your co-operation
in the library your unwillingness to cross the campus correctly has
permanently disqualified you from membership in Phi Oui."

Susie looked up, eyes wide with dismay.  Therese turned to leave.

"Kindly drain the water when you're finished.  Toweling the tub down would
also be appreciated.  Cleaning the tub is not required, and is in fact
forbidden as we are eager to start our party and cannot until you are gone."

Susie put her face in her palms and broke into sobs.  Suddenly she wanted to
be a part of Phi Oui very much.

"Don't cry," Mary said soothingly once Therese had left.  She put a soft hand
on Susie's wet shoulder.  "I'll still trade nighties with you, if you like.
I'll even sneak out the back and walk you home tonight.  And give you some
clothes, real clothes, so you don't have to worry about bumping into Charlie
on your way back."

"But I want to be a part of Phi Oui," Susie said, looking up, tears streaking
her face.

"Would you like me to talk with Therese?"  Mary asked.

Susie plunked her face back into her hands and nodded, sniveling.

Half an hour later Susie was bent naked over the back of a stuffed chair.  Her
arms were pulled tautly downward over the seat.  Her wrists, bound together,
were connected to the stubby legs of the chair with a taut cord.  Therese
lightly whisked the tails of a whip over Susie's bare bottom.

"Are you ready for your punishment?"  Therese asked the gagged Susie.  Susie
nodded.

"You understand, of course, that by simply shaking your head 'no' at any time
you may discontinue your whipping at once.  That will, unfortunately,
permanently bar you from membership in Phi Oui, with no hope of reprieve.
Enduring the whipping, however, does not automatically qualify you for
entrance to Phi Oui.  Had you successfully completed your initiation, you
would have been admitted automatically.  Now, however, your application for
membership must be voted on by all the sisters.  They will be closely
observing your performance during your whipping for any signs of unladylike
behavior.  We only admit adults into our sorority. Little girls who bawl,
scream, and cry out excessively are simply not fit to enjoy the mature
pleasures which matriculation offers."

Therese brushed Susie's bottom with the whip yet again, caressing the flesh;
her touch beguilingly tender, a far cry from what would soon ensue.

"Do you still wish to be whipped?"  Therese asked.

Susie nodded her head.

"Alright, then.  Girls, are you ready?"  Therese asked, looking about the
living room.  The sisters, all in various states of dishabille, attempted to
nod somberly but broke into giggles.

Therese herself was nearly on the brink of laughter.  Here was this poor girl,
an inexperienced freshman in her second week at Ohio State, with her bottom
bared for all the world to see, and to do whatever they pleased with.

Therese stepped forward and slipped the thongs of the whip into the furrow
between Susie's bottom cheeks, then pulled the knotted leather tails of the
whip up through the two plump halves of flesh.

"Your posture is perfect for now, dear, but before I am through you will be
provided with a small coffee table and asked to stand upon it, which will
require you to bend your legs, as your wrists will remain bound in place.  In
that position your cheeks will be separated, preventing me from performing
that little trick I just did with the tails but allowing me to flagellate the
innermost portions of your derriere.  This is most necessary if your entire
bottom is to be disciplined.  I am not your mother, and I will not be content
with merely striking the outer surfaces of your cheeks.  My whipping will be a
proper one, or none at all, for we are, I assume, both adults, and know the
correct meaning of 'whaling' one's posterior."

Susie nodded her understanding.

Therese stepped back.

"Remove the gag," Therese ordered.  "I am fully confident that she will not
need it."

Mary came forward and bent over Susie's shoulders.  She undid the gag.  Her
breasts dangled naked beyond the low- cut front of her peignoir.

"Good luck," Mary whispered.

"Thank you," Susie breathed.

Then, bending close as if planting a kiss on Susie's cheek, Mary whispered in
her ear, "Ask Therese to whip you."

"Please...please whip me," Susie asked, recovering her voice.

"What?"  Therese asked with mock incredulity.  "You know, I think I'm actually
going to be proud of you, Susie.  Please call out each stroke prior to its
application."

There was a long moment of silence.

"Say 'one,'" Mary prompted.

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With a groan of pleasure each man eased the crest of his cock into a
bottomhole.  Mary and Susie twisted their hips valiantly, but were unable to
dislodge the penises.

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STILL AHEAD:

"Hold it a moment in your mouth before swallowing," Therese suggested to
Susie. The blonde, her cheeks bloated with semen, smiled as she held the
precious seed, nearly spluttering it out in a giggle as she imagined how silly
she must appear. "Doesn't she look pretty with a mouthful of sperm?"  Therese
asked Jed as his penis was favored with Mary's lips.  Jed, his own testicals
churning on the brink of release, could only grunt in reply.  Peter, who had
provided the reproductive fluid that was now under discussion, sat in a stupor
of satisfaction on a plush loveseat.

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sawhorse...

...They continued walking; past gutted buildings, boarded up shops and
abandoned tenements.  Now and then they would stop and peer inside one of the
stores, but most had been ruined by fire, their interiors glowing eerily with
flickering embers.

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"You will each be given an opportunity to relieve yourselves of your precious
burdens," Therese said.

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                                   Episode Two
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                               By Andrew L. Roller
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INTRODUCTION--Ohio State freshman Susie had hoped her initiation into the Phi
Oui Sorority would be a smooth one.  It might well have been, if Susie hadn't
cheated by covering herself with a towel when she was ordered to walk across
the campus naked late at night.

Now Susie is bound over the back of a  stuffed  chair, her body bared to the
thongs of a ravenous whip.  The flagellation will begin when Susie calls for
the first stroke. It will continue only so long as Susie continues to request
successive strokes.  It will end when Therese, the sorority president, decides
that Susie's supplication is complete.

Therese is impatient for Susie's ordeal to begin.  The fact that the task of
whipping the girl has fallen to her does not appear to dissuade Therese in the
least.  Therese seems enervated by the prospective labor, standing unclothed
behind Susie's upraised bottom, her face proud, her breasts jutting forth
commandingly, her straight long legs sheathed in black nylons and secured by a
slim garter.

The sisters of Phi Oui surround the dominitrix and her victim. Some fidget
nervously, their sympathies secretly with Susie; others, eyes gleaming,
identify with Therese.  All make some attempt at masking their feelings;
sipping sherry, munching hors d' oeuvres, trading bits of gossip with a
friend.   Only one, a girl in a peignoir and  panties named Mary, is overtly
concerned with the situation at hand.  Or at least she appears to be.  If
Susie lifts her eyes she can just see Mary's intense gaze.  It attempts to
reassure her.  It tries to downplay the threatening girl poised in spiked
heels at Susie's naked posterior.  Silently, it urges compliance:

"Call for the first stroke," Mary's gaze seems to say. "Take your punishment
and be done with it.

"I was just a scared little girl when I arrived at Ohio State too, but now I'm
a woman; a member of Phi Oui.

"Just say 'one'..."

"One," Susie said haltingly.

Susie wrenched upward as the first blow fell.  Her lips parted in a gasp of
astonished pain. For a moment she couldn't catch her breath.

"Two is the number which follows, Susie," Therese said.

"T...TwoOOOO," Susie said, her words ending in a howl as the thin straps
connected with her exposed bottom.  Susie squished her legs together in an
attempt to quell the searing heat.

"Legs apart, Susie,"  Therese cautioned.  "Remember, you are to maintain the
posture of a dignified young lady, not a sniveling little girl.  Present
yourself and ask that the third stroke be administered."

Susie straightened her legs and bent forward over the chair.

"Th...three," Susie said almost inaudibly.

"What's that?  Did you ask to be released?"  Therese said.

"No!  No!  I said 'three,'" Susie said.

A swift crack followed.  Susie cried out, shivered, and requested a fourth.

"She has a lovely bottom, hasn't she?"  Therese asked at large, delaying.  The
girls gave a murmur of agreement.

"Pity you've insisted on whipping it," Mary told Therese. "I would have
settled for a spanking."

"Too childish," Therese replied. "But fear not, your little friend's bottom
won't come to too much harm.  A few cuts, perhaps..."

"A few cuts?!  Therese, you didn't say..." Mary blurted.

"Does that upset you, Mary?" Therese asked.  "None of the other girls look
upset."

"Susie's my friend!"  Mary said.

"They met in the bathroom," Therese cracked to the crowd. Everyone laughed,
for in fact it was true.

"If she really is your friend, I know of a way that you can ensure that her
bottom is merely striped, not cut," Therese said.  "Share Susie's punishment
with her.  Bare your own bottom and accept some of the strokes that would
otherwise have to be delivered to her."

This sounded like a capital idea to the other sisters, who urged Mary to take
up their President's offer.  The spectacle of a little-known initiate's bottom
was fascinating, but the sight of a fellow member's bottom bared to the whip
was almost too delightful to contemplate.

At first Mary refused.  But backing out proved difficult. After all, she was a
member of Phi Oui, which prized friendship above all else. Naturally, Mary's
fellow members were quick to seize upon the most damaging arguments.  Soon
Mary's peignoir and expensive french- cut panties lay discarded upon the floor
and her bottom stood bare beside that of her friend.

"Call for your first stroke, " Therese directed Mary.

The other girls grew quiet with anticipation.

Mary's bottom bulbed out, the flawless white flesh stretched taut.

Mary took in a deep breath.

"Make my cheeks rosy," Mary breathed.

The whip struck with a vengeance.

The position was impossibly lewd.  A low coffee table had been placed beneath
the feet of Susie and Mary, forcing them to bare their legs, which in turn
spread wide the cheeks of their bottoms.

Perspiration speckled Therese's brow as she aimed her next blow.  The twin
anuses of Susie and Mary presented themselves, their pert labia lips pouted
just below.  The flesh along the inner cheeks of each girl's bottom was as
white and unmarked as newfallen snow, a stark contrast to the surrounding twin
orbs, which blushed deep red.

The two girls trembled visibly. Their nude bodies were coated with sweat.
Saliva drooled unchecked from their open lips, heads bent down into the seat
of each of their respective chairs.

And then it began.  Susie cried out as her pretty, puckered anus was caught by
one of the knotted tails of the whip.  A moment later Mary's pussy was stung
by a tail.  Her sharp scream joined Susie's just as it was dying.

"Just seeing if you two are still awake," Therese laughed. "Those are nice,
soft chairs you're bent over.  I wouldn't want you two falling asleep on me."
The next strokes, mercifully, opted for the flesh of each girl's furrow,
avoiding their nether holes and unprotected pussies.

After a dozen or so more strokes Therese suddenly dropped the whip.

"Bring forth the gentlemen," Therese commanded.

Two male collegiates were led into the room.  They had been divested of their
clothes, and stood in obvious readiness for the task at hand.

"You're only to whip us!"  Mary said shrilly, her ears reporting to her what
her eyes could not see.

"I only wish to have a certain photo for our sorority scrapbook," Therese said
calmly.  Therese nodded her head at two girls in the crowd. If this was to be
done, it had to be accomplished quickly.

Two sisters advanced upon Mary and Susie with an open jar of vaseline.  They
each dipped a slim finger into the goo and poked their digit into one of the
girl's bottomholes.  Mary and Susie both squirmed and mewed in protest.  The
long, sharp nails that their intruders sported did nothing to ease an already
uncomfortable situation.

Each of the sisters gave her finger a quick twist and then withdrew it.  Two
males, meanwhile, stood ready to enter in the finger's place, their rigid
cocks newly creamed with vaseline.

"Slowly," Therese warned the two males. "And just halfway. Under no
circumstances are either of you to ejaculate. These girls are doing me a
personal favor by consenting to your cocks, and they have no interest in
receiving your seed. Be content with the modicum of pleasure they permit you
and I will see to it that you receive more substantial enjoyments before you
depart."

"Does that mean after this we get to fuck you?"  One of the men asked,
obviously promoting that possibility.

"It means that you will each be given an opportunity to relieve yourselves of
your precious burdens in a warm, receptive, beautiful young woman."

"Well, that definitely  excludes you," the other man said.

Therese turned crimson.

"I've a mind to whip the two of you!"  Therese snapped. "Perhaps those naked
loins of yours would prefer the stinging bites of a whip!"

The men simply laughed and stepped beyond Therese to the girls.

Two sisters bent and covered Susie and Mary's mouths with their palms.

Each man grasped the hips of his assigned girl and pressed the knob of his
penis to her tight, crinkled brown rosehole.

Mary wrenched her bottom aside, attempting to evade the prospective intruder.

"Be still girl," Therese said, suddenly beside her, whip in hand.

Mary made to scream an epithet but it was quelled by the hand at her mouth.

With a groan of pleasure each man eased the crest of his cock into a
bottomhole.  Mary and Susie twisted their hips valiantly, but were unable to
dislodge the cocks.

Another moment and the two penises pushed deeper.  The girl's nether channels
clamped down upon them, attempting to prevent further entry.  Therese gave
each girl's lower back a quick snap of the whip, causing each in turn to
release the muscles of her bowels as she flinched at the unexpected pain.

Then the flash of a camera was heard, as the denouement was captured on film.
Each of the men glanced sideways at the photographer and grinned triumphantly.
Their cocks, embedded halfway in the full moons before them, seemed almost to
sprout from the bottoms themselves.

"A unique picture, if I do say so myself," the girl who played photographer
smiled.

Suddenly each man wrenched forward.  Therese, armed now with not one whip but
two, struck the bare buns of each man simultaneously.  The men's cocks, so
carefully held at the mid-point of entry in the girls, plunged involuntarily
into the depths of their rectums.

"Hey!"  Each man shouted, attempting to turn and look over his shoulder, but
caught short by a second blow to his rear.

"I couldn't help it!"  Therese squealed, and quickly followed her first two
strokes with a half-dozen more.

At once each man, betrayed, abandoned his earlier promise and began sturdily
pumping his member in and out of his respective victim, while Therese
continued to apply the tails.  The girls, unused to anal entry, twisted and
kicked as the painful sodomizing continued.

Two sisters suddenly stepped out and knelt between the legs of either man.
Each clasped a sac of testicles and began squeezing it, urging it to spill
it's spermy contents.

The air in the room was electric.  Now Therese would get the picture she
really wanted.

The two men grunted, each fighting to retain his seed, to prolong the pleasure
a moment longer.  The girls below them, experienced devotees of male
genitalia, nodded to each other, knowing better than the men themselves, whose
thoughts were deceived by hope, when release had gone from impending to
imminent.

Each girl gave a sharp tug on her man's testicles, at the same time reaching
between his legs with her free hand and seizing the shaft of his penis on the
outstroke.  That, combined with the continued struggles of Mary and Susie,
resulted in each man suddenly popping out of his respective bottom, the crown
of his cock bulging stiffly in mid-air.

A second later a spray of semen burst from the twin penises.  The sperm hit
Mary and Susie's bottoms first, but was then directed over their backs at the
girls beyond who imprisoned their mouths.  The two girls who knelt between
either man's legs were responsible for this sudden diversion of reproductive
fluid. They literally howled with laughter as they aimed their assigned cocks
at their fellow sisters, who were visibly startled at the unexpected shower.

Therese dropped her whips and surveyed the room.  The sisters of Phi Oui were
painfully aroused.  Their hands squeezed each other's arms as they gleefully
observed the twin fountains of sperm, their breasts brushed, then rubbed
together in uncaring arousal. Several girls began kissing passionately.

Therese motioned to several girls, forewarned of the event, who quickly
stepped in and separated the more amorous of the observers.

"Perhaps some of you would enjoy a visit from Gamma Sig fraternity," Therese
said to the crowd of girls, referring to Phi Oui's male counterpart.

The response was hot and unanimous.  Men were needed, and needed at once.
Therese motioned to a girl to go make the call.  The special session of the
Phi Oui sorority disintegrated into chaos as half the girls rushed to a phone
while the others broke for the two nude men in the center of the room,
preferring a chance at immediate pleasure to the option of pleasure later on.

'Later' proved to be but five minutes hence.  As might be imagined, it took
very little time indeed for lusty men to respond to the call of females in
heat.   But five minutes was all that Therese required to regain control of
her girls. They must be dignified, they must be coy, they could be gracefully
receptive but they must not be easy.

A dance was decided upon as the most suitable prelude to copulation.  The
stereo was turned on and tuned to a feverish pitch.  The girls met the men and
drew them onto the cut-pile carpeting of the living room which passed as the
dancefloor.  Soon the wild beat had divested dancers of both sexes of their
attire.

It continued for a while as a nude dance, the bodies writhing in tandem amidst
a litter of lingerie and menswear.  Susie and Mary remained tied over their
respective chairs, a spectacle for all to behold and an encouragement to
bacchic pleasures.  Several men, unable to confine their relish to merely
viewing the pair of bottoms, endeavored to spear them.  Two others opted for
the mouths of Mary and Susie, and had just ensconced themselves within the
tempting lips when Therese intervened.

"These girls are for the pleasure of your eyes, not your penises," Therese
said, striking at the men with her whip.  But suddenly a hand grasped her
wrist and relieved her of the whip, which fell to the floor.

"I've heard that you've given quite a few orders tonight," a husky male voice
whispered. "Now it's time for you to obey."

It was the oldest trick in the book.  Worm your way down to a man's penis and
bring him off. With your hands, if you really loathed him.  Cunning.  It was
stronger than muscle.  Therese tossed her auburn locks back in contempt.  She
rose from the man stretched out on the bed and dropped her feet to the floor.
The man made as if to rise.

"Rest, darling, be rigid for me when I come back with your drink," Therese
said,  caressing his limp penis.  The man smiled and nodded.  Therese turned
and left.

Therese was surprised to find Mary and Susie unattended when she arrived
downstairs. Apparently the men who had wished to relieve themselves inside the
girls had been pulled away by amorous sisters.  In the few minutes it had
taken Therese to unload the hunk who had dared to play her captor, the dance
had melted into an orgy.  Bodies twisted and turned all over the carpet, eager
to obtain their first release of the evening.  Even the two males who had made
earlier donations of bodily fluid were back in the fray, their mounts pinioned
firmly beneath them, in  missionary positions.

Therese stepped over the rolling bodies, a hand on her brow, holding back her
long locks as she bent her head to watch where she placed her spiked heels.

It was time to release Mary and Susie.  Therese squatted down before the two
girls and stroked the backs of their heads, running her fingers through their
hair.  In several places the hair was matted, stuck together by a dried glob
of semen.

Both girls looked up.

"Poor darlings, you probably think I'm quite mean," Therese said.

Mary glared at her, but Susie appeared docile.  They both looked exhausted.

"We don't mind staying like this for the rest of our lives, you know," Mary
said.

"You were very brave," Therese said to Mary.  "I admire your pluck in sharing
your friend's punishment."

"It's more than you would do for me," Mary said.

"I know, dear, and that's why I want you to teach me how to do that," Therese
said.

"You'd never," Mary said.

"Oh, but I would, in fact I insist that you teach me," Therese said.

"Then you must not insist, but ask," Mary said.

"You would be my instructor?" Therese asked.

"Of course, if you make Susie a member of the club," Mary said.

"At once," Therese said, and rose.

"Are there any objections to Susie joining our sorority?" Therese asked the
mass of bodies entangled on the floor. Grunts and cries of passion were
Therese's only answer.

"No objection," Therese said proudly, squatting once more before the girls.
Her naked breasts bounced as she dropped her bottom to her heels.

Mary and Susie grinned gleefully.  At Therese, and then at each other.  Their
eyes sparkled with girlish delight.

"Thankyou," Susie said quietly to Therese, and then, much to Therese's
surprise, Susie smiled coyly and captured Therese's bobbling nipple that was
closest to her and began to suckle.

Mary and Therese gaped at each other.

"I guess this night has just been too much for her," Therese said.  She gazed
down at Susie, her eyes closed, her glossed lips gently working Therese's
areola.

"It's been quite a night for all of us,"  Mary said.  "You're quite a
slavedriver when it comes to erotic pastimes, Therese.  But then you're also
very, very good."  And with that Mary placed her lips upon Therese's remaining
nipple and began to suck.

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