Hailee

You are HAILEE, a pledge with Girls Cum Loud (CCL), a hugely popular sorority at the university in the town of Gurlberg.

CCL has a massive house outside of town, and it’s awesome. It’s like this old-fashioned kind of goth mansion. It’s pretty confusing inside, but that’s neat! Anyway, tonight there’s a terrible, terrible storm going on, so nobody is going anywhere. In fact, some visitors are actually basically stuck.

Otherwise, it’s a normal Friday night. Very horny. Very crazy. There will be some initiations tonight, so that’s special.

You still have not completely adjusted to CCL life. You come from a normal family that doesn’t even know you’re gay, let alone that you’re joining a sisterhood that’s basically world-renowned for being all about feminism and uninhibited lesbian sex all over the place.

So there’s that. But you’re working up the courage to tell your folks.

You have some tests on Monday, so that’s not great, but Monday’s pretty far off, right? There are lots of other pledges like you around tonight, so you want to party with everyone else in the hopes that one of the upperclassmen officers of CCL will notice you. You already have crushes on a couple of them.

You are in your bedroom in the CCL House, a tiny little closet of a room tucked away in a corner of the second floor. It’s a bad room because it’s small, but a good room because you have it to yourself. It does have a vent that lets you hear the room next door, and last night it was pretty noisy over there. You know that you heard Sally’s voice, and you think it must’ve been one of the officers that was in there with her. Maybe… Riona? Or Lotte? Whoever it had been, they had a nice time.

You did too, lying in your dark room, rubbing a circle around your clit in time with Sally’s gasps. You pictured her naked with her feet in the air.

You like Sally. She’s a lot like you. She’s a brunette, and pretty small, but she’s really smart. You aren’t sure why the officers like to bully her so much. She’s a cutie, but she’s the same age as you.

You worried, or maybe hoped, that whatever horny officer paid her a visit last night might stop by your room next, but no such luck. You spent the night alone, and woke up smelling strongly of arousal. You didn’t ask Sally what happened that night, but you kind of wanted to. She was blushing when you saw her at the coffee shop, though.

A few minutes ago you got a text from Cynthia, one of your fellow pledges. She says she needs your help. You finish getting dressed and check yourself out in the mirror. You’re wearing a tiny pair of shorts and a sleeveless top, both pink, basically what you would sleep in. You turn around and check yourself out from different angles. The officers like it when you dress cute.

They might try to initiate you tonight, so… you want them to like what they see.

You put on a little perfume and go out into the hallway.

You hear a crash from downstairs, but head on down to Cynthia’s door, pausing to watch a slim, nude figure step out into the hall. That’s Sun, one of the officers. She’s Korean, and she always walks around naked. You aren’t sure what’s up with that. She’s thin to the point of being bony, but you still watch as she goes downstairs.

Then you knock.

Cynthia opens the door right away, and you find her room smelling like Pumpkin Spice. Well, it is the season… Cynthia wears her dark, reddish hair in a cute bob. You aren’t sure why she came to CCL, but she seems to be having fun here.

To your surprise, you find that Rey is already in Cynthia’s room, sitting on the other pledge’s bed… bottomless.

Rey is a soccer player, maybe even a soccer store. She’s ripped all over, and has an incredible tan. Her short hair and big, sparkling smile are a huge turn-on for a lot of girls. She’s not exactly your type, but she’s pretty awesome.

It’s the first time you’ve gotten this kind of look at her, and you’re surprised to see her trimmed, but obvious bush. Her dark lips are fat and puffy down there as she sits on the edge of the bed, legs spread without a care.

“Hey, Hailee,” she says.

“Hi,” you reply, blushing. “What’s this about?” It’s just the three of you pledges, no officers around. Officers can just tell you what to do, but you, Cynthia, and Rey… you’re equals.

“I want your help,” Cynthia says. “Check this out.” She shows you a weird, round little cylinder. “See this? It’s a sensor. It senses pressure.”

“OK,” you say uncertainly.

“It’s very sensitive. So it’s a tool that, if you think about it, could measure how hard a girl orgasms,” she says.

“Oh.” You blink several times. Right… from the contractions and stuff. You kind of get what she’s suggesting.

“I’m thinking our Mother,” she says, meaning Amy, “and the girls could have some fun with it. But I have to perfect it. We need to do a test.”

“What kind of test?”

“Let’s see who cums harder,” she says. “You, or muscles here,” she adds, glancing at Rey.

Rey winks at you.

“Are you serious?” you say, then you look at the floor. Loud moans are coming through the rug. Someone’s watching porn downstairs. Isn’t there a detective here? Is that a good idea? If Tracy finds out, someone’ll be in trouble…

“Of course,” Cynthia says. “Come on. It’s a free orgasm, Hailee. Help me. For science.”

You laugh. “For science,” you say.

“Yeah.”

“It’s embarrassing, though,” you protest. What does she want you to do? Getting lewd with Rey or something? You’re blushing.

“OK. Right.” Cynthia rolls her eyes and adjusts her thick glasses. “You need to loosen up. We need a drink.”

“Beer,” Rey says.

“No. I don’t want some officer grabbing Hailee before I have my way with her. Hailee, go grab some wine from the basement. Then we can do science.” Cynthia smiles at you. “You know. For progress.”

“Progress,” you say. “Right.”

Cynthia is really smart. The horny officers will love this invention, so it’s a good idea. The idea embarrasses you, but you… want to become a part of CCL, and that means you have to do things like this. Why not have some fun?

You leave Cynthia’s room and go to the big stairs, which you hurry down.

The little French officer, Julieta, is climbing up. She smiles at you as you pass. She’s the only CCL girl who doesn’t speak English. She… might be the best-dressed CCL officer, next to Olivia. Tonight, she wears a lacy blue teddy that’s just incredibly cute.

You risk a glance back when she’s past you, and you can clearly see her thong. Julieta always comes off as being so innocent, but… girls like you and Sally do too. That doesn’t mean anything.

Downstairs, you see that detective in the foyer, speaking to Duni. It looks like a serious conversation. You head on toward the kitchen and open the basement door. You pull the string to turn the light on and start down the steps.

The cellar is like the rest of the house: old. And big. The walls are stone, and covered in moss and stuff. It’s damp and cold and kind of terrible… but there’s one cool thing about this basement: it’s full of wine, and nobody cares. Not even Amy. Everyone will see you if you head for that beer that just got dropped off, but a couple bottles from this endless wine cellar? Nobody’s worried about that.

And let’s be real… a glass of wine will definitely help you warm up to whatever Cynthia is wanting to do. So you wish you had put on some flip flops, because the floor’s cold… you hustle down the hall and into the cellar and look at the bottles, then just grab a couple. Even they are cold, making you flinch when you cradle them to your chest.

What’s that? You heard something.

But the lights in that part of the basement don’t work.

Should you check it out?

Yes or no?