Prowl the college, looking for a student to discipline severely

Now that you've given yourself the power to punish virtually at will, you might as well take advantage of it. You know you have a grad student waiting for you at home, but she seems entirely competent and unlikely to do anything to earn the sort of chastisement you yearn to inflict. You could leave the university grounds completely, but the most beautiful and desirable girls are probably to be found here, so you take a stroll, on the hunt for misbehaviour.

However, one of the side effects of the spanking culture is that students tend to be on their best behaviour all the time, especially when out and about inside the college. After ten minutes hasn't turned up even the slightest misdemeanour, you hit on the idea of paying a visit to sorority row, always the location of the worst excesses before your meddling with the Rulebook; surely someone there will be in dire need of a thrashing.

You've not gone far when a sign by the entrance to one of the houses piques your interest enough to distract you from your goal and persuade you to check it out instead.

Sorority **** Auction
All Welcome

One of the big sisters stands by the gate to greet visitors and explain the rules, but she knows you instantly and expects you to already be familiar with the proceedings.

"Ooh, welcome, Professor! It's been a while since we've seen you at one of these. You picked a really good day to join us, though, because we've got something a bit special planned." She winks at you. "I'd wait for the last lot if I were you," she whispers conspiratorially. "It might be right up your street." She grins and waves you round the back of the building to where the sale is taking place on a specially-built auction block in the back garden.

There are quite a few people around, sisters and guests. Some potential buyers you recognize as working at the university, but others you're pretty sure are not. About half the attendees are men of various ages, which means that after taking account of the girls from the sorority, just a few of the bidders are female. Having said that, there doesn't seem to be much, or indeed any, bidding going on just now. The big sister on the rostrum is steadily dropping the price on a busty blonde in a grey dress, currently going for about the price of a paperback book, but with no takers. Perhaps everyone is waiting for the last lot, or maybe it's a calculated attempt to humiliate the slaves, but despite the auctioneer's best efforts to drum up interest, it's not until she's asking less than the cost of a loaf of bread that a young man languidly raises his hand and she bangs the gavel before he can change his mind.

He puts some coins in a bucket and one of the other sisters attaches a leash to the leather collar you didn't notice the blonde **** wearing, then gives him the other end. As he leads her away (you groan inwardly at the awful pun your mind couldn't help making), the sister reminds him to have her back my nine tomorrow so she won't be late for lectures. Then the next girl is brought up and introduced, her skills listed (both domestic and sexual, removing any lingering doubt as to what is expected of the slaves after their purchase). She's also blonde, but more athletic and wearing a blue bikini, the collar around her neck much more obvious.

The bidding goes the same way as before, starting low and going lower and after three more lots, you're pretty sure that this is a Dutch auction and it is indeed intended to humiliate those selling themselves by guaranteeing low prices. A tanned brunette has just been sold to old Professor Fredericks from astrophysics, when the auctioneer makes an announcement.

"Don't go yet, everybody! We have a very special guest tonight. Chia, here," and at this point she gestures towards a quite stunning olive skinned beauty whose figure is somewhat obscured by a shapeless jumper and baggy jeans, not the sort of attire you're used to seeing around the college. Then she goes on: "is the little sister of one of our current members and their mother also joined when she was at university. Chia has applied to come here next year and we fully expect her to pledge with us if she gets in."

Chia looks thoroughly embarrassed by the attention, but the auctioneer continues.

"So we thought, what better way to welcome her into the sisterhood and prepare her for what it takes to be our sort of girl than to let her take part in the auction, today. Come on up, Chia!"

Chia is dragged up onto the rostrum, both arms held firmly by older students, shaking her head and protesting that she's not a sister yet, but another girl who bears an obvious family resemblance steps up to reply.

"Yes, but you're my sister and I'm their sister, so really, we're all sisters together!"

"No, you can't, Mum and Dad'll kill you if you let them sell me!"

"Mum's one of us, silly. And you know she can talk Dad into anything." She takes her younger sibling's multi-tailed whip and puts it under her chin. "Now, are you going to be good, or do we need to gag and flog you?"

Chia starts to beg. "Please no, I'll be good. I'm still so sore from the assessment, please don't whip me."

Now the auctioneer takes over again.

"Well, I think that's settled. Our final lot will be the delectable Chia. I would list her skills, but according to her sister, she is actually a virrr-ginnn." She draws out the word, as though it's as shocking and unbelievable as claiming she's a mermaid or an armchair. The subject just looks terrified and like she would curl up into a ball if she weren't being held upright. Nobody else appears to be about to intervene, but whilst you don't have a problem a sorority selling its members as slaves when they've already agreed to join, you can't believe it's acceptable to **** a girl to take part before she's even pledged.