Checked Behind the Bar

“But… Everyone else got checked in the Kitchen…” The shy Mary-Roslyn whispered to Devon and Madelyn as the stood in front of her at the makeshift bar that had been set up in the Delta Mu dining room.

“And we decided to check you here!” The drunk blonde said leaning in towards the small brunette. Her words were starting to slur together and she was using the table between them more for support than dramatic effect.

“But… people we’ll see…” Mary-Roslyn was practically in audible.

“Word of advice.” Devon hiccuped out “if you’ve got a problem with showing off those mosquito bites of yours I’d drop out of pledging now… cause it gets a lot worse than flashing your tits and ass to a room of drunk people who are hardly paying attention…” she was laying it on thick. It was in fact her last resort to try and get her to drop out, and **** Chloe into the blue house bet instead of her.

Mary-Roslyn was about to continue to argue. To tell Devon that what she was asking was to much. Then she saw the mane of Chloe’s red hair enter the room. She was saved.

“Now what are y’all talking about?” She said joining the group. And in doing so drawing the eyes of half the room over to them. She had on a tight, short, black leather mini skirt and a purple blazer on. It was very clear by the abundance of cleavage she didn’t have anything else on under the blazer.

“It’s time for Little Miss Mary’s punishment inspection.” Said Madelyn.

“And they want me to do it out here…” Mary Roslyn said. Still whispering she had slightly more confidence now that the girl who had recruited her was here.

“That’s their right.” Chloe said turning to the freshman. She could sense the renewed fear as her eyes got big. Her savior hadn’t come to defend her after all.

“But… I…” she stammered.

“No buts. You were on the losing team. These are the consequences of losing. For the next two weeks a sister can ask you to prove this to them at any time. In class. In the library. Even in the dining hall. I did it when I pledged. It sucks. But that’s what makes this sisterhood so great. Accountability amongst ourselves for our actions.” She reached out and grabbed Mary-Roslyn’s hand,

“Sure you don’t have to do anything that you’re uncomfortable with. But if you can’t do this as a pledge how will we know that you’ll be accountable for your actions as a sister? That you’ll hold up your end of any bets you make?” The red head cast a small glance at the blonde.

Mary-Roslyn took a deep breath. And decided to rip the band-aid off. Quickly pulling down the front of her dress she exposed her small A cup tits to the girls in front of her. This also caught the attention of a few others in the room. The other sisters that saw said nothing. The others gave a small cheer. Which attracted the attention of the rest of the room.

“And the bottom half?” Devon asked. Her surprise sobering her up slightly. With a small squeal of what could either be excitement or fear she quickly spun around and lifted up the back of her dress quickly flashing her ass to the group. Again brief, but nonetheless proving what wasn’t there.

This time it was Chloe’s turn to pour the tequila shots. A drunk and indifferent Madelyn, a proud and victorious Chloe, a disappointed Devon, and a shocked at herself Mary-Roslyn. They all threw back the golden liquid and felt it burn down their throats.

Letting Mary-Roslyn get back to serving drinks for her final shift the other sisters wandered off to join the rest of the party. As they did Chole turned to Devon and said, “I really hope the weather is nice on Thursday. Would hate for your blue house bet to be in anything but ideal conditions.”