Hazing the New Sorority Pledges

"Ok you bitches," she shouted, "my name is Mistress Zoe. You will remember that name. You will remember this face." All the girls looked at her face, encased in a full black leather mask. It covered her whole head and face, and there were holes for her eyes and mouth. Her long blond hair flowed out from under the mask. Below the mask she was wearing a black leather bra, garter belt and panties. She had on fishnet stockings and black high heeled, tall leather boots. She carried a leather riding crop.

"If you little sluts want to become sisters at Pi-Delta-Pi, for the next two weeks I am your mistress and I am your god! I will put you through hell. I will make you wish you were never born. If you can't take it, go home and cry to your mommies. But if you want to become sisters, you will do exactly as I say, when I say it. If I tell you to jump, you will jump. If I tell you to strip, you will strip. If I tell you to suck, you will suck, and if I tell you to cum, you will cum!"

"Now to some of you I will assign other mistresses, who you will serve as you serve me. Others, I will take a personal interest in."

She paused and looked out over the faces of the 12 new pledges. Some looked tough. Others looked scared. One or two seemed to be fighting back tears. She allowed her words time to sink in.

"You will be given rules that you are to live by. If you do not obey these rules, you will be severely punished. And rule number one is, unless you are told otherwise by one of the sisters, you will not wear clothes in the house. I see that you are all dressed right now. Since you are new, I will not punish you yet for the violation of this rule. You have 30 seconds to get undressed. Anyone still dressed at the end of 30 seconds will receive the crop. Begin!"

For a moment all the girls stared at her in shock. "25 seconds," she announced. Most of the girls then started frantically trying to remove their clothes. A few still seemed not to believe what was happening. "20 seconds." Now they were all trying to undress. The seconds ticked down to zero, and about half the girls were naked. Some were still trying to undress. Others decided that stripping to their underwear was enough.

"Time's up, cunts!" bellowed Zoe, wading into the crowd, swinging her crop left and right. As the leather came in contact with breasts and asses, the remaining girls tore off their clothes. Some of the other sisters observing the festivities joined in, pinching and spanking any bare skin in reach.

Zoe returned to the front of the room and surveyed the class. All the girls were thin and attractive- that was a prerequisite. But there were all different breast sizes and shapes. Big nipples and small. There were hairy pussies and shaved pussies, and some with small patches of hair above hairless lips. This was going to be a good class, Zoe thought.