Halfway thru my freshman year in college, I was invited to join a sorority. One of my best new friends was a sister and had nominated me. I accepted and was told to report to the sorority house promptly at noon on Friday. I arrived a few little early and was told to wait in the hall. While I waited several girls came down the stairs and some whispered and giggled to each other as they passed me. Finally my friend came down. She told me that during the initiation I was to do exactly as I was told, and that if I hesitated I would be punished by the sisters and if I refused I would not be allowed to join them. She gave me a big hug and led me into the living room. It was an emense room with lots of couches and overstuffed chairs in a horseshoe around a big stone fireplace. Barbara led me to the center to stand in front of the entire sorority. The President started to speak to the sisters. She told them that I was the last of this year's pledges, that Mistress Barbara had nominated me, She asked if there were any objections so far. No one objected. She turned to me. She told me that until I had completed the initiation I was not to speak unless told to, to address the sisters as Mistress and to do everything I was told to do or suffer the punishment. She asked if I accepted these rules. I said yes. All the girls giggled. She said she didn't hear me right. I said "Yes, Mistress President". One of the sisters took out a file folder, another a Polaroid camera. She took a picture of me and gave it to the sister with the folder. Mistress President told me that they need to know everything about me. She told me to tell them all about my sexual adventures, to start with my first kiss, to my first bare tit, my first feel of cock, etc. I started to tell them about Jimmy, my first boyfriend. I described our first kiss, our first makeout session, and the first time I let him slip his hand under my sweater and into my bra. One of the sisters spoke up. She told me to take off my blouse. I looked to Barbara. She nodded yes. I unbuttoned my blouse and eased it off my shoulders. Mistress President said I could put it on a little table next to the fireplace. I put it down and went back to the center. Mistress Barbara told me to resume my personal history with my first tit sucking. I proceeded to tell them about Jimmy sucking my bare titties outside a party. The sister with the folder, Mistress Janet, asked me what size bra I wore. I told her 32A and continued about my next real boyfriend Tom. Tom was the first to get his hands into my pants to finger my slit. Mistress Janet asked me if I had been fingering myself before that episode. I told her I had never fondled myself. I continued to describe my first view of Tom's erect cock. A sister from the back yelled out for me to take off my jeans. Again I looked to my friend, she nodded yes, I went to the table, opened my jeans, slipped them down below my knees. I kicked off my shoes, stepped out of my jeans, and laid them on top of my blouse. Mistress President told me to stand with my legs apart, my hands clasped behind my neck, elbows out to the sides. When I was in position, she told me to describe my first taste of cock. As I described Tom's hard sexy cock, my first attempt at sucking and my first taste of cum, I could feel my cunt juicing up, getting very wet. As I described Bob and his taste for pussy, Mistress Karen came over to me. She told me to keep talking. She lifted my left shoulder strap and cut it with a pair of scissors. Then she cut the right strap. All the sisters were giggling at my predicament. As I described how Bob's long tongue had licked me to creamy satisfaction, Mistress Karen pulled the bra from between my titties and snipped it. Dropping it to the floor, Mistress Karen told me to show my tiny boobies to the rest of the sisters. With my hands still behind my neck I walked around the inner circle of girls to show them my bare bosom. Mistress President told me to bend over so she could get a better look. As I bent closer she reached up and took my nipples between the thumb and forefinger of each hand. She pulled them down. My buds stiffened, when she tweaked them. Mistress President let go and told me to finish showing them off. I continued my show. Several of the sisters took their chance to pinch and stroke my titties. I had never been touched by a girl, and all these tittie touches were making my cunt so itchy. When I finished, I went back to the center and waited for more instructions. Mistress President asked if my pussy was still virginal. I told her I had screwed with a couple of guys. She told me to describe the complete de-flowering session. I began to describe Mark, his gorgeous hard cock, and all the things we did that night. When I got to the part about "sixty-nine"ing with me on top and Mark slapping my asscheeks, Mistress President told me to stop, turn around and bend over. She told me to ease my panties down until just below my cheeks. I was embarrassed about showing them my ass. My panties were taut across my cheeks and pulled at my crotch. These were blue hiphuggers not the small g-strings I wear now. Because of my hesitation two sisters quickly stood up and grabbed my arms. Mistress President asked Mistress Barbara if she would like to do the honors of my first sorority punishment. Mistress Barbara came up beside me. She had a ping-pong paddle in her hand. She placed it on my tight asscheeks. She told me I wasn't in the right punishment position. She told me to spread my legs double shoulder width apart. I did. She told me to reach down and grasp my ankles, that the sisters would keep me from falling over. I did what I was told, showing my pantied crotch to all the sisters. I expected my friend Mistress Barbara to deliver my first real spanking. Instead she took the scissors and started to cut the sides of my panties. She cut the elastic band at my waist. She snipped the leg bands, leaving a thin thread on each side to hold my panties on. She asked the sisters if they wanted me punished. They all cheered YES. She took hold of my panties by the waistband at the top of my ass. With one quick jerk, she ripped them off, leaving me stark naked. Bare for all these girls to see. All the girls cheered, clapped and whistled. Someone told Mistress Barbara that she had made a good picking me. SMACK...A stinging warmth shattered my thoughts as that paddle came down on my upturned ass. I gasped more than cried out. I caught my breath. I heard applause. SMACK..SMACK.. I gasped again as two quick hard blows came down, one on each cheek. Tears were welling up in my eyes. The stinging spread across my entire ass. More applause. Mistress Barbara put the paddle flat across my ass. She rubbed it around and around, spreading warmth across my ass the way she might spread peanut butter on a sandwich. The sisters were cheering her on. She continued to spank me, slower, softer, covering all my ass with a tingling glow. She stopped and rubbed the knobby paddle around my cheeks again. She stroked that paddle down the back of my right thigh, all the way down to my knee and then up the back of my left thigh until the top of the paddle came to rest at my opened pussy. She turned the paddle up so only the top edge was touching me, right along my tender slit. She gently stroked it up and down my tingling love trough. I had submitted t a play spanking from Mark after a teenaged temper tantrum, but it didn't make me tingle like this. I had an itching burning desire spreading from my loins. The sisters let me up. I stood up and faced my audience. They applauded. Mistress Barbara wiped the tears from my eyes and gently kissed my cheek. She told me to continue talking about my cherry-popping session with Mark. Mistress Janet had to remind me where I had left off. I was yearning for a fuck. By the time I finished telling them about 'sixty-nine'ing with Mark, ending with his jerking cum-spewing orgasm, I was hotter than I had ever been. I was horny enough to fuck any cock. I began to describe how Mark had stroked his bulging cockhead up and down my eager virginal cunt lips. I was itching to fuck, and it was showing. Mistress Karen came over and put her arm around me. She told the sisters that she thought I had a little problem. She asked me if I had a problem. I knew what she wanted to hear. I told them that I was horny, that I wanted to fuck. All the sisters laughed. Mistress President said that they didn't have any boys handy but that there was another solution. Mistress Karen told me to reach down and spread my pussy lips. Slowly I did it. She told me to put my finger on the tip of my clittie. This was something I had never thought of doing, playing with myself. Slowly I moved the tip of my middle finger over my passion button. The sisters giggled. Mistress Karen told me to continue talking and to start rubbing my clit. I talked about Mark rubbing my slit with his cock. Sliding his cock up the full length of my slit, he had made me willing to take his manhood into my virgin depths. Talking about him and rubbing my button, I was feeling just as willing but this time willing to do other things. Mistress Karen told me to rub my finger thru my slit the way Mark's cock shaft had. I talked about Mark's throbbing, pulsating cock, and how he ha aimed it at my virgin hole. I rubbed my clit faster. Mark pushed ever so gently, until his cockhead was in me. I rubbed harder, pushing my inner lips apart. Mark kissed me. He plunged his cock into the center of my womanhood, my virgin love canal. He held me, I held him. I slowed my cunt strokes but pressed my clit harder. Mark started long slow strokes in my hot hole. My cunt walls cling to his gorgeous man meat. My cunt was juicing up, oozing onto my sliding finger. Mistress Karen told me to dip my finger into my creamy hole. I pushed the tip of my finger into myself, just the way my lovers had. Mistress Karen moved her hand down to my asscheek. Squeezing it, she told me to finish the story and my first self-induced orgasm. I talked about Mark pumping in and out of my inexperience fuck hole, my cunt throbbing with every stroke. My cunt was throbbing again, this time around my fingertip. I pumped my own little pussy, rubbing my itchy clit with each stroke. I knew I wanted to cum. I was going to cum. I wanted to tell them about my first fuck orgasm as I came in front of them. I told them about Mark pulling my legs up to my chest, then open and down to the bed, opening my cunt for his hard deep thrusts into my wanting love hole. Mistress Karen eased me down to my knees. My legs spread, I leaned back against her, letting my cunt warmth spread over me, relaxing, enjoying my own sexual administrations. It seemed like I was talking forever, smaller words, no sentences. Pumping. Harder. Deeper. Fuck me. Cock plunging. Creaming. Cumming. CCuummmmiinngg. My virginity leaving with a tingling orgasm. Mark pulsing, throbbing, squirting his hot cum into my love tunnel. My first fuck. My finger dipping into my hot juicy hole, building a new orgasmic feeling, different from when the boys made me cum. Nice, warm waves of tingles spreading out. I was bucking my cunt against my own fingers. I don't remember talking, just cumming. Cumming. My hot cream oozing onto my hand and down my thighs. I collapsed into Mistress Karen's arms. My finger still in my cunt. The sisters applauded and cheered. After resting a few moments. Mistress Karen helped me stand up. She told me that after each orgasm in this initiation, I was to curtsy and thank the sisters. I curtsied. At the bottom of my dip I thanked my mistresses for a very lovely orgasm. They applauded. Mistress President said it was time to continue the inspection. Some sisters brought out a padded bench and an extra triangular pillow. Mistress Janet told me to kneel on it. Mistresses Barbara and Karen came next to me. They took a cloth tape measure and began to take my measurement. My bust, my waist, my hips. Then they measured the width of my areola, the length of the now erected tips and the distance between m nipples. Mistress Barbara measured the area of my pubic hair (across the top and from the top to the beginning of my slit). Mistress Janet told me to lay down on the bench. Two sisters lifted my legs straight up, lifting me up until they could position the pillow, and then they positioned me with my ass just at the end of the pillow. My cut was now a foot higher than my head. Mistresses Barbara and Karen took my legs and pulled them apart just enough for Mistress Janet to reach in and measure my slit fro one end, across my clit, my love hole, my backdoor, to the other end. They pulled my legs wider.She measured my slit again, top to clit, clit to fuckhole, fuckhole to asshole, asshole to the back end of my crack. They pushed my legs toward my chest, spreading them wider. Mistress Jane measured everything about my cunt. The diameter of my clit, its length, the lengths of my pussy lips. Mistresses Karen and Barbara each put a hand to my cunt and pulled her side of my cunt lips open. They stretched my cuntlips as open and as tight as possible. Mistress Janet measured how far my lips could spread. She measured the opening of my love hole. And then she measured the diameter of my ass pucker. She went away. I couldn't see what was happening. Then I heard giggles and Mistress Janet returned. She said it was time to measure the depth of my creamy hole. She held up an immense candle, at least a foot and a half log, with ruler markings on it. I didn't want her to do it, but I wanted something slipped into my horny cunt. I shook my head no. She rubbed the tip around my love opening. I nodded yes. She slowly worked that rod into me, twisting, pushing deeper and deeper. Pushing to the top of my canal, pushing deeper. My cunt loosening until I had a full twelve inches in me She pushed again. I cried out in pain. She immediately backed off. She told me that this was not meant as punishment, just the same measurement that all the sister took. She eased the candle out of my cunt. She turned away and then back. She said now to measure my ass depth. She held up a smaller, thinner candle. I pleaded with them not to stick it in my ass. She asked how many cocks I had taken into my backdoor. I told her none. She smiled and said she would be gentle with my virgin ass. She began to rub something slippery on my ass pucker. It felt cool and tingly. She rubbed gently around and around and then from my hole radiating out. She rubbed the grease slowly into my hole. She pushed gently, probing, greasing, spreading my hole open. She pushed her fingertip into me. It tingled, out from my ass, across my entire crotch, and ignited my clit. I was warm, tingly, eager. She twisted her finger around, I squirmed. She pulled her finger out, and put some more grease on my pucker. She put th tip of the candle against my backdoor, and slowly, gently pushed the candle into my ass. Waves of tingles washed over me. This was a new wonderful sensation. Not quite pain, but a pleasure different from any other. I don't know how deep she pushed it or how long she kept it in me I didn't care. It felt great. Mistresses Karen and Barbara helped me sit up. They moved the pillow around and had me lay back, legs draped on each side. They told me to close my eyes and rest. A few mintues later, Mistress Janet brought me a soda. Sitting up, I took a few sips. She tol me the next measurement was to be how long it took for me to make myself cum with my fingers. I told her I had not done that before today. She said it didn't matter how long it took, and that my cunt would know what should be done. She told me to just lay back, close my eyes and do what felt good. As I put my hands down to my cunt, she started a stopwatch. I laid back, closed my eyes and thought about Tom stroking my pussy lips rubbing my hard little clittie. I mimiced his rubbing. My pussy warmed up. I felt no inhibitions. I spread my pussy lips with one hand and pushed on my clittie with the other. I stroked and rubbed until I knew I wanted something in my cunt hole. I dipped my fingertip in. I slowly moved it in circles, pushing my cunt hole open. I circled wider, opening my hole wider. I felt an urge I had to satisfy. I plunged my finger as deep into my love hole as I could. I held it there. I squeezed my cunt walls around my finger and slowly eased it out. I plunged in again, and again. With each plunge, tingles spread out from my cunt. I laid my finger along my open slit, across my hard clit, and bent into my hole. I stroked down, digging my finger into my juicy tunnel. I drew back, rubbing hard against my clit. I rubbed. I dreamed. I rubbed harder, faster. I was just cumming. My urges had built until I didn't know what I was doing, I didn't care what I was doing. As long as I was cumming, it felt great. And I came. I dropped my hands to my sides and opened my eyes. All the sisters were crowded around to get a good look at me. Remembering my instructions, I stood up on the bench, curtsied to their applause and thanked them for allowing me to cum so nicely. My mistresses lead me upstairs. They brought me into what looked like a locker room. It must have taken up a third of the second floor of the house. It was all tiled, with several dressing stalls, several wooden benches. There were two padded tables like a doctor's examination table. There was a sauna in one corner. They motioned me into the shower room. It was at least 10 feet square, with two rows of shower spigots around the three sides. Mistress President turned on the master control and I was instantly drenched. The upper row of spigots were aimed at the center of the room at the height of my shoulders. The lower row was aimed at my hips and pussy. They told me to turn around. I turned slowly, letting the hot streams of water was me all over. They turned the water off. Mistress President said it was time for the to make sure I was nice and clean. Mistresses Barbara and Karen stepped forward and started to undress. Mistress Barbara took off her blouse to reveal a set of bare, jiggling breasts. Then she dropped her slacks, stepped out of them, and stood up. I could see her totally naked for the first time. Her lion's mane of golden blonde hair, her fleshy tits, her muscular tummy, her rounded hips, and to my surprise a shaven cunt. I looked at Mistress Karen. She was stepping out of her jeans. She had a short sassy head of brown hair, slender shoulders, small pointy tits (not as small as mine). I looked at her slender hips as she lowered her panties, and again at a shaven cunt as she turned toward me. The stepped into the shower with me each holding a big soft sponge and a squeeze bottle. Mistress Barbara squirted some green liquid across my chest. Mistress Karen started rubbing it with her sponge. This liquid soap quickly foamed up. The sponge felt tingly as she rubbed my tits. Mistress Barbara was washing my shoulders, my back, my hips. They washed my chest, each soaping and rubbing her side of me. Barbara working on my left tittie, Karen on my right. They progressed down my tummy then around to my hips. Each caressing my closest ass cheek. Mistress Barbara told me to spread my legs. I did. She told me to clasp my hands behind my neck. They knelt down. They repeated their soaping of my ass, gently rubbing each cheek round and round. They worked their way down the back of my legs. They worked their way up the front from my feet up to my knees, then slowly from my knees up to my crotch. Mistress Karen squirted soap all over my pubic hair. Mistress Barbara put her hand on my mound. She wiggled her fingers into my curls. She worked th soap into a froth, gently washing my love triangle. Mistress President told me to turn toward the back wall. She told me to bend over and grab a rail that was about a foot off the floor. My mistresses stood on each side of me. They told me to spread my legs as they opened their legs to let me put mine between their own. They squeezed their legs around mine, holding me tight. My mistresses squirted soap on my ass. They used their hands to spread the soap all over, making my ass all slippery. They spread that slippery soap down into my cunt, pulling my pussy lips apart, rubbing all thru my slit. Mistress Karen held my pussy lips open, so Mistress Barbara could rub the soap all around my clittie, rubbing it, then pinching it. I felt so warm and slippery, I didn't care that these were girls working on me. They took their sponges, and briskly worked on my ass and pussy until I was covered with soapy froth. They took hoses from the walls. Mistress President told me to stand and face them. She told me to spread my arms and legs. I stood spread eagle as my mistresses sprayed me with a fine warm mist, rinsing my body. Then they aimed the hoses at the floor and tightened the sprays to tiny streams. Then they motioned for me to turn around. I turn toward the back wall and spread my arms and legs. Mistress Karen pushed me up to the wall. My erect nipples pressing against the smooth cool tile. The streams hit me across the top of my back. The pulsating streams, pounding me, warmed and relaxed every muscle they hit. They massaged my back with those sprays. Then down to my asscheeks. I tightened my ass muscles against the pounding. But those pulsating sprays made me relax. The water was turned off and my mistress began to dry me. Then they brought me to the outer room and helped me up onto an examination table. My mistresses stood on each side of me with Mistress President at the foot. They lifted my legs and pulled me down to the end of the table.They pulled my legs wider and held my arms over my head. Some of the sisters lifted my bottom and put a pillow under me, exposing my cunt for all to see. Mistress President began to stroke my curly bush. She told me that all pledges should look like pretty little virgins. She pulled out a pair of scissors and snipped a lock from my bush. She handed the curl to Mistress Janet who put it in a plastic bag. Mistress President snipped away all of my pussy curls. She gently pulled the hairs on the sides of my slit to cut as close to the skin as possible. When I had nothing but stubble left, she laid a hot, wet washcloth on my open cunt. The warmth of that cloth spread up to my titties and down to my ass pucker. Mistress President removed the cloth and sprayed a glob of shaving cream onto the middle of my triangle. She gently spread the cream all over my pussy stubble, massaging it into every little hair. She brought out a razor and gently shaved off my stubble. She told them to open me further. They pulled my legs, lifting my bottom off the pillow. Mistress President cleaned all around my asshole. She washed off the shaving cream with another hot wet washcloth. I was tingling. Warm all over. Mistress President poured some lotion onto my clean crotch. She rubbed it all over, softening, soothing my tender cunt skin. She began to rub that cool lotion onto my clit. I felt my clittie warming to her touch. My mistresses began to stroke my tits. More hands reached for me, touching, stroking, gently caressing every inch of me. My mistresses covered my face with sweet kisses. I closed my eyes and drifted off into the wonderful sensations those hands were giving me. My cunt was being rubbed, probed, stretched, tingled by these loving sisters. I felt multiple fingers pumping my now creamy love hole. I was oozing my love juice onto every hand that went into me. Soon waves of delicious tingles washed over me as I came,and came, and kept cumming. Ooozing my love cream in my first multiple orgasm. After I rested for a while I got up, curtsied to my mistresses and thanked them all for my fabulous orgasms. Mistress President told me to return the next day with a week's worth of clothes and my smallest bathing suit.