Spanking

The rest of the pledges slowly filtered to the edges of the room so it was just Blair standing alone by herself. All eyes were on her.

“Now… I seem to have forgotten…” Monica began slowly turning around and looking into the crowd of assembled sister eventually stopping to look at the tall red head Chloe. “Chloe what is the traditional first punishment for the losing team captain of the panty raid?”

The red head crossed her arms and rolled her eyes as the sisters in the room broke into laughter obviously in on some joke that Blair and the rest of the pledges were not.

“The losing team Captain receives a spanking from the winning team Captain.” Chloe said with an almost comical sigh.

“Oh that’s right. It’s all coming back to me now…” the joke clearly wasn’t new but it still was getting a decent laugh amongst the members. “A bare bottom spanking for the loser from the winner… wait when you pledged weren’t you the loser Chloe?”

“Bite me.” Was all the red head could manage through a half smile.

“And the amount of spanks is determined by the margin of victory. Which lucky for you Blair in this case is only two. Chloe? How many times did I get to smack your ass when I beat you?”

This time she grit her teeth as she replied “37”.

“That’s right I remember now. Your ass was redder than your hair!” This got the biggest laugh of the night as Chloe's embarrassment was relived by the group.

The red heads brief embarrassment was nothing close to what Blair felt. She was guided by the group to the center of the room and to the back of one of the many couches. The rest of the sisterhood and pledges formed a circle around her. With the exception of Monica and Mimi. Somewhere from the assembly a paddle with the Sorority letters appeared and was passed to Monica.

“Blair as the losing Captain of the Panty Raid challenge your first punishment will be to receive two bare ass spankings from Mimi the winning team captain. Bend over and pull up your dress. I’d tell you to pull your panties down too… but you won’t be wearing any for the next two weeks!”

The group laughed lightly. Blair did as she had been instructed. Painfully aware as she pulled her dress up and leaned forward over the back of the couch that not only was her ass on display to the whole room… but anyone behind her could clearly see her pussy. She hoped that they couldn’t see what terrified her most of all about the whole ordeal… she couldn’t believe it… but she was very wet.

“Mimi, normally we’d tell you to take it slow and to pace yourself. That the punishment is supposed to be fun and embarrassing more than overly painful. But the closest raid in living memory was still 12 swats so I think you can let her have it if you want.” Monica said with a smirk passing over the paddle.

Blair stared straight ahead. The crowd was thinner on that side of her but held a few comforting faces. Maria her trusted teammate stood there and gave her a weak smile and a small nod. A few people away from her was Daniella. Blair had been afraid to look at her mentor till now. Would she be ashamed of her loss and wish she’d picked someone else?

Much to Blair’s surprise it seemed quite the opposite. The Auburn haired girl looked positively electric. Was she happy she had lost? That wasn’t it because right at that moment Blair caught her eye and she gave her a quick wink. A wink that did nothing to help with the stirring she was feeling between her legs.

Suddenly pain blistered across he backside as a loud *SMACK* filled the air as Mimi landed her first blow.

“Oh Fuck!” Blair cried out more in surprise than anything, as she lunged forward having not braved herself properly. The room burst out into laughter at the response.

Blair attempted to reposition herself ready this time for another swing but the paddle from Mimi came fast and unexpectedly again. Lunging forward a second time Blair managed to hold her tongue.

The whole room burst into applause. As the whole room swarmed her to congratulate her on the task. It was odd. Almost immediately the serious nature of the hazing had been quickly replaced with a full on party as everyone wanted to hear the tales of the two raids.

Blair soon found herself with a new drink in her hand in a conversation with Chloe and Ashley the losing captains of the previous two years.

“Your lucky it was only two. I barely survived 14!” The blue haired Ashley said.

“14 is nothing.” Chloe laughed.

“Did you really have to do 37?” Blair asked. The pain in her backside still stinging a bit after only two.

“Yup. And let me tell you Monica did not pace herself. My only saving grace was that after 10 everything went numb.”

“Who was the winning captain last year?” Blair asked curiously.

“Emilie.” Ashley replied, “though we would’ve won if Phoebe had made it back to the car in time…”

The rest of the night continued like this until the early hours of the morning. Blair was so tired and drunk that she could’ve slept anywhere. So when the pledges found out that they would be sleeping in the chapter room in sleeping bags she didn’t mind.