Chapter 3: Initiation

Rob hit the play button on the remote and the TV came back to life. The redhead was sitting in an easy chair off to the side, still naked and idly touching herself, covered in a light sheen of sweat. David was sitting in another chair, a towel over his lower torso and legs, obviously a little more self-conscious once the act was over.

“How old is she anyway,” Sarah whispered. “She looks young for college.”

“Seventeen,” said Rob. “Most of the initiates are freshmen, and she was particularly young for her class.” The redhead accepted a towel from one of the brothers and lightly dabbed the sweat off her forehead before laying it down on the floor next to her chair. Her right hand was slowly rubbing between her legs. “She passed like a pro, though,” he noted.

The camera panned back to the table, where a slightly older-looking girl was sitting down on it. She still had a bra on that held large breasts in place, but was naked from the waist down. Her face had sharp features, strong but attractive. Her hair was long, dark, and with a slight hint of curl. It hung down almost to the table as she leaned back and spread her legs, her ass right at the edge of the table. Someone brought a large cushioned object and attached it to the table behind her. Sarah realized that is was some sort of portable backrest. The girl put her weight on it and lifted her spread legs, putting her whole nether region on display. Sarah gasped when she realized that her pubic area was shaved completely clean.

A pair of loops, suspended by rope appeared at the top of the screen, lowering down until the girl could slip her feet into them. Sarah was reminded of a pelvic exam and shuddered. They couldn’t be planning that, could they?

“She’s one of the seniors in the Alpha Omega sorority,” offered Rob. “We like to say they got their name because they’ll do anything, but I’m sure its origins are more innocent than that.”

“Why is she being initiated then?” Sarah looked confused. “I thought it was only new pledges.”

“Oh, she’s not,” Rob answered. “Just watch.”

A younger, nervous-looking blonde entered the field of view; naked as the day she was born except for a pair of black pumps. The skinny girl looked proficient in the tall heels, and they leant a graceful line to her long calves. She had small, perky breasts and narrow hips, making her look even younger than she probably was.

“I’m more developed than she is,” Sarah thought to herself in surprise and with no small amount of satisfaction.

“Now, she’s the initiate. The older girl is what we call the Initiator, or the person that will be administering the initiation,” Rob explained happily. David shot him a look that clearly indicated that he’d rather Rob just shut up, but Rob ignored it and continued, “In the last scene, your brother was the Initiator.” He added conspiratorially and with a wink, “He’s a pretty popular one, you know.”

His statement made Sarah giggle. Rob had a real talent for making a girl feel at ease. She glanced mischievously at David and asked, “So you’re saying my dopey big brother is actually a campus stud?” She watched David’s head once again go dark red and she giggled again.