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"Hold your pee in just a trifle longer, dearest," Therese said to Kathy,
who gave her an agonized look but obeyed.  Kathy was beginning to regret
the bottle of champagne she had so eagerly downed  an hour earlier.
The mildly intoxicating bubbles, so pleasantly soothing in her tummy,
took on an altogether different aspect in her bladder.

"I ought to just pee on you," Kathy said to Therese.

"Now that would  be naughty," Therese smiled, then turned and walked
back down between the bookshelves, her bare hips rolling with alluring
elegance.

Kathy adjusted her weight as she knelt precariously atop two shelving
units stacked with library books.  The units were separated by a space
of some two feet, just enough to allow a person to squeeze between them.
Kathy's naked thighs and genitals arched over the space.  Her knees
rested on either unit, protected from the hard surface of the top of each
bookshelf by seat cushions borrowed from a cluster of nearby chairs.
Kathy's wrists were bound above her head, the rope suspended from an
overhanging chandelier.  The taut rope kept Kathy safe; any slip would
merely leave her dangling harmlessly in midair.

It was, without question, an odd way to make use of a library.
But technology, in the form of movable bookshelves that could be
separated by a dozen feet or squashed together at the touch of a button,
had finally invaded that last bastion of sterile serenity, the public
library, with an air of eroticism.

The institution at hand was, in actuality, a university library, and no
doubt its cold walls had witnessed a fair share of sensual expressions
amongst the more hot-blooded of its youthful visitors over the years.
But it was doubtful whether the reference section of the library had seen
much.  At the moment its sensibilities were probably somewhere between
shock and unconsciousness; no doubt the career emplyees who staffed it
during the day would have long since passed out had they known that "that
nice girl" who was under their direction this semester was at present clad
in nothing but spiked heels and long white gartered stockings, with a deep
interest in urinating but no interest in removing herself to the bathroom.

"Why, there you are," Kathy heard from the far end of the shelving units,
and saw Therese step out to greet Susie.  Kathy was back far enough that
all that could be made out from the far end of the row of shelving units,
if indeed it could be perceived at all, was that there was a line of
rope that dropped down from one of the chandeliers.

Certainly Susie didn't notice the rope.  Besides being all a- flutter
with curiosity at the "little initiation" her two newfound friends had
planned for her, she was, upon finding Therese, quite overwhelmed by
the bewitchingly aggressive girl.

"Did anyone see you cross the campus?"  Therese asked with feigned
innocence, knowing full well that the stark naked Susie had been observed
by a dozen members of the Phi Oui Sorority.

"I don't think so," Susie whispered.

"And you brought your towel, soap, shampoo, and washcloth with you I
see," Therese said.  "I hope you didn't disobey our instructions and
cover yourself with them as you came over."

"No!  Of course not!"  Susie said haltingly.  But Therese knew better.
She had already been informed by a sorority member that Susie had
been well wrapped in the towel as she made her proscribed pilgrimage.
That portion of the initiation would have to be repeated later, with an
appropriate punishment added on as well.

"Turn around, for you must be blindfolded for our next little surprise,"
Therese said.

Susie spun about on her heels and Therese quickly secured a kneesock
over her eyes.  Then she took the girl's hand and led her into the row
of bookshelves.

Kathy watched the pair as they approached her.  The shelves just
beyond where Kathy knelt were separated by half a dozen feet, to permit
unhampered access to their volumes.  But no one in the reference section
tonight would be making recourse to the tomes.  The most the old books
could hope for in the way of attention this evening was the deposit of
a few droplets of pee.

Therese was nearly bouncing with exuberence.  The girl had been imbued
with a heavy dose of sexuality since birth, and the exertions of the
male penis, while still enjoyable, today required a touch of decadence
to bring out its full flavor.  Like Kathy, Therese had little on; only
an abbreviated see-through nightie and the fact that her underclothes
were black distinguished her attire from her friend's.

"I'm going to shower in the library ?"  Susie squeaked, obviously
confused.

"Shush, darling,"  Therese cautioned, touching a finger to her  lips.
"But of course you are.  You wouldn't think we'd make you carry your
soap and things all the way over here just so you could sit and read
the encyclopedia, do you?"

"Now stand right here," Therese directed Susie, squeezing the girl between
the next two bookshelves in the row and underneath Kathy.  Then with a
single swift movement Therese removed Susie's blindfold and grasped both
her arms, pulling them back behind her.  Susie gasped as she caught sight
of the genitals positioned overhead.  Her full, pert breasts bounced in
the stale library air.  Kathy looked down at her and smiled.

"Hi, I guess I'm the one who's been assigned to be your shower," Kathy
said.  Susie turned her head and looked over her bare shoulder at Therese,
eyes wide.

"You're going to...?"  Susie asked, shocked.

"Now, dear, I think you'll like it," Therese said gently.  "In any case
now that you're here you must go through with it, otherwise we'd have
no protection if you squealed."

"Oh, I wouldn't tell," Susie blurted.

"You wouldn't, and you won't, because you're going to become a member
of the best sorority on campus, Phi Oui, and attend all our parties and
have a more wonderful time than you'd ever imagined during your four
years at Ohio State," Therese said firmly.

"But," Susie protested.  And then the most amazing thing happened.
Therese quieted her protests with a kiss.  It didn't last long, and
wasn't passionate; just the gentle reassurance of female lips and female
breasts pressed warmly against her.

When they separated Therese knew that Susie was ready.  She placed the
girl back between the narrowly separated bookshelves and signaled Kathy.
The girl above gave an inaudible sigh of relief.  Then, in a last minute
display of decorum, Kathy looked down at Susie and asked, "Ready?"

"I guess so," Susie replied.

"Kathy has endured the most uncomfortable agony of holding back an entire
bottle of champagne in her bladder just for you," Therese told Susie.
"You should appreciate and enjoy the rare gift she is about to bestow
upon you.  Few women outside our sorority would go to such lengths to
give you the pleasure of being sprinkled with their essence."

"I know," Susie said, more to appear to agree than anything.  But inside
her a lascivious spark had suddenly ignited.  The situation was so
bizzare, like something out of a Roman orgy, with her standing naked
in the library about to be wet upon by a girl clad only in stockings,
that her body couldn't help but suddenly feel a rush of heated sensuality.

Susie's next thoughts were drowned out by a sudden stream of urine
upon her head.  Impulsively, she looked up and the stream hit her full
in the face.  Susie squealed, surprised and suddenly delighted as the
golden rain flowed over her, running down the slopes of her breasts and
off the tips of her nipples.

Therese, unobserved at the moment, quietly snapped photos for the
sororitie's files.

Eventually Kathy's urine dribbled to a stop and Susie turned to Therese,
eyes bright and face flushed.

"See?  I knew you'd enjoy it," Therese said.  "Now take your soap and
see if you can raise some suds."

Susie lifted the bar from where it nestled between her breasts, secured
by a cord about her neck, and began lathering the jellied mounds of
her mammaries.  The soap had a scent of strawberries, fresh and ripe
and juicy, newly plucked from the vine to be crushed between the teeth
of its harvester.

Therese, meanwhile, quickly slid a nearby ladder into place and alighted
upon it to free Kathy.  She wiped the girl's genitals, to ensure that
in descending from her perch Kathy's stockings were not stained with any
delinquent drops of urine.  Then she reached up and undid the rope that
bound Kathy's wrists.  What a pity that no male was in sight to view
the pair as Therese reached to undo her friend.  At that moment both
girls were stretching upward, their lovely titties bobbling in the air.
The soft flesh beckoned to be cupped, held, squeezed; but instead it was
left to jiggle freely, naked and unfettered.  Even Therese's gauzy nightie
was unwilling to intervene.  It floated carelessly upon the air, its
fabric seemingly welcoming the light that shafted through it, it's straps
plotting to fall from Therese's slim shoulders at the first opportunity.

Soon all three girls were between the shelves, and Susie was running
out of moisture to make lather.  The crackle of a police walkie-talkie
announed the arrival of the night watchman on his designated rounds.

"That's Charlie," Kathy warned Therese, a look of desperation in her
eyes despite her knowledge as to the time the library was generally
inspected for intruders.

"And with our luck he's ten minutes early," Therese hissed.  She grasped
Susie's upper arm.  "Come, dear, you've done all we've asked and now
its time to go."  The girls slipped as noiselessly as possible out a
side door of the library, Therese taking note of the nearness of this
single unlocked exit to the front entrance and her good judgement in
leaving the rest of the sorority back at the house.

As the girls stepped out into the chill air of early Spring they each
regretted their lack of clothing, particularly Therese, who might have
remained dressed throughout Susie's shower.  But she had felt that
Susie would feel less uncomfortable about being nude if her host were
nearly nude herself, and in that respect Therese knew she had made the
correct decision.

A warm bath awaited Susie at what passed for what the girls improperly
referred to as their "house," a two-story townhouse just off campus
where several of the sorority girls shared apartments.  Susie, her
long blonde locks still damp and slightly bedraggled, was led sticky
and blushing to the bathroom.  A "sister" helped her step into the tub
and sat and chatted pleasantly with her while she bathed.  It was late,
and the "sister," whose name was Mary, wore a brief peignoir and french
cut panties.  Susie admired Mary's good taste in lingerie as she washed,
and even commented upon it, much to Mary's delight.

"So you're a connoisseur of undies just like I am," Mary laughed.
"I'm glad you're joining Phi Oui.  We should have lots of fun comparing
notes.  Perhaps you'd even let me try on a few of your things.  You can
have some of mine after your bath if you'd like.  I hear you live clear
across campus."

"Yes, and they made me cross it stark naked," Susie said.

"Stark naked?  You had a towel wrapped around you when I saw you,"
Mary said.

"You?...You saw me?"  Susie asked, astonished and suddenly quite
embarrassed, despite her nakedness in the bath.

"Oops, I don't think I was supposed to say that," Mary gulped.

"Indeed you weren't," Therese said, entering suddenly.

"Just who saw me?"  Susie asked Therese.

"Only the other girls here, your 'sisters,'" Therese replied.  "Is it
true you covered yourself with a towel as you crossed the campus?"

Susie looked down at the suds in her bath.

"How did we instruct you to cross the campus?"  Therese asked.

"N-naked," Susie replied softly, eyes remaining downcast.

"And now, despite your flagrant disobedience, you sit here splashing in
our bath, thoughtless as to who filled it or who shall have to scrub it
down after you've left."

"I-I'm sorry," Susie began, but was interrupted by Therese.

"Being sorry won't quite be enough.  I'm afraid that despite your
co-operation in the library your unwillingness to cross the campus
correctly has permanently disqualified you from membership in Phi Oui."

Susie looked up, eyes wide with dismay.  Therese turned to leave.

"Kindly drain the water when you're finished.  Toweling the tub down
would also be appreciated.  Cleaning the tub is not required, and is in
fact forbidden as we are eager to start our party and cannot until you
are gone."

Susie put her face in her palms and broke into sobs.  Suddenly she wanted
to be a part of Phi Oui very much.

"Don't cry," Mary said soothingly once Therese had left.  She put a soft
hand on Susie's wet shoulder.  "I'll still trade nighties with you,
if you like.  I'll even sneak out the back and walk you home tonight.
And give you some clothes, real clothes, so you don't have to worry
about bumping into Charlie on your way back."

"But I want to be a part of Phi Oui," Susie said, looking up, tears
streaking her face.

"Would you like me to talk with Therese?"  Mary asked.

Susie plunked her face back into her hands and nodded, sniveling.

Half an hour later Susie was bent naked over the back of a stuffed chair.
Her arms were pulled tautly downward over the seat.  Her wrists, bound
together, were connected to the stubby legs of the chair with a taut cord.
Therese lightly whisked the tails of a whip over Susie's bare bottom.

"Are you ready for your punishment?"  Therese asked the gagged Susie.
Susie nodded.

"You understand, of course, that by simply shaking your head 'no'
at any time you may discontinue your whipping at once.  That will,
unfortunately, permanently bar you from membership in Phi Oui, with no
hope of reprieve.  Enduring the whipping, however, does not automatically
qualify you for entrance to Phi Oui.  Had you successfully completed your
initiation, you would have been admitted automatically.  Now, however,
your application for membership must be voted on by all the sisters.
They will be closely observing your performance during your whipping for
any signs of unladylike behavior.  We only admit adults into our sorority.
Little girls who bawl, scream, and cry out excessively are simply not
fit to enjoy the mature pleasures which matriculation offers."

Therese brushed Susie's bottom with the whip yet again, caressing the
flesh; her touch beguilingly tender, a far cry from what would soon ensue.

"Do you still wish to be whipped?"  Therese asked.

Susie nodded her head.

"Alright, then.  Girls, are you ready?"  Therese asked, looking about
the living room.  The sisters, all in various states of dishabille,
attempted to nod somberly but broke into giggles.

Therese herself was nearly on the brink of laughter.  Here was this
poor girl, an inexperienced freshman in her second week at Ohio State,
with her bottom bared for all the world to see, and to do whatever they
pleased with.

Therese stepped forward and slipped the thongs of the whip into the
furrow between Susie's bottom cheeks, then pulled the knotted leather
tails of the whip up through the two plump halves of flesh.

"Your posture is perfect for now, dear, but before I am through you will
be provided with a small coffee table and asked to stand upon it, which
will require you to bend your legs, as your wrists will remain bound
in place.  In that position your cheeks will be separated, preventing
me from performing that little trick I just did with the tails but
allowing me to flagellate the innermost portions of your derriere.
This is most necessary if your entire bottom is to be disciplined.
I am not your mother, and I will not be content with merely striking
the outer surfaces of your cheeks.  My whipping will be a proper one,
or none at all, for we are, I assume, both adults, and know the correct
meaning of 'whaling' one's posterior."

Susie nodded her understanding.

Therese stepped back.

"Remove the gag," Therese ordered.  "I am fully confident that she will
not need it."

Mary came forward and bent over Susie's shoulders.  She undid the gag.
Her breasts dangled naked beyond the low- cut front of her peignoir.

"Good luck," Mary whispered.

"Thankyou," Susie breathed.

Then, bending close as if planting a kiss on Susie's cheek, Mary whispered
in her ear, "Ask Therese to whip you."

"Please...please whip me," Susie asked, recovering her voice.

"What?"  Therese asked with mock incredulity.  "You know, I think I'm
actually going to be proud of you, Susie.  Please call out each stroke
prior to its application."

There was a long moment of silence.

"Say 'one,'" Mary prompted.

**** NEXT ISSUE: **** With a groan of pleasure each man eased the crest of
his cock into a bottomhole.  Mary and Susie twisted their hips valiantly,
but were unable to dislodge the penises.

**** STILL AHEAD: **** "Hold it a moment in your mouth before swallowing,"
Therese suggested to Susie.  The blonde, her cheeks bloated with semen,
smiled as she held the precious seed, nearly spluttering it out in a
giggle as she imagined how silly she must appear.  "Doesn't she look
pretty with a mouthful of sperm?"  Therese asked Jed as his penis was
favored with Mary's lips.  Jed, his own testicals churning on the brink
of release, could only grunt in reply.  Peter, who had provided the
reproductive fluid that was now under discussion, sat in a stupor of
satisfaction on a plush loveseat.

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**** NAUGHTY NAKED DREAMGIRLS **** "You will each be given an opportunity
to relieve yourselves of your precious burdens," Therese said.  ****
Episode Two **** By Andrew L. Roller **** INTRODUCTION--Ohio State
freshman Susie had hoped her initiation into the Phi Oui Sorority would
be a smooth one.  It might well have been, if Susie hadn't cheated by
covering herself with a towel when she was ordered to walk across the
campus naked late at night.

Now Susie is bound over the back of a  stuffed  chair, her body bared to
the thongs of a ravenous whip.  The flagellation will begin when Susie
calls for the first stroke.  It will continue only so long as Susie
continues to request successive strokes.  It will end when Therese,
the sorority president, decides that Susie's supplication is complete.

Therese is impatient for Susie's ordeal to begin.  The fact that the
task of whipping the girl has fallen to her does not appear to dissuade
Therese in the least.  Therese seems enervated by the prospective labor,
standing unclothed behind Susie's upraised bottom, her face proud, her
breasts jutting forth commandingly, her straight long legs sheathed in
black nylons and secured by a  slim garter.

The sisters of Phi Oui surround the dominitrix and her victim.
Some fidget nervously, their sympathies secretly with Susie; others,
eyes gleaming, identify with Therese.  All make some attempt at masking
their feelings; sipping sherry, munching hors d' oeuvres, trading
bits of gossip with a friend.   Only one, a girl in a peignoir and
panties named Mary, is overtly concerned with the situation at hand.
Or at least she appears to be.  If Susie lifts her eyes she can just see
Mary's intense gaze.  It attempts to reassure her.  It tries to downplay
the threatening girl poised in spiked heels at Susie's naked posterior.
Silently, it urges compliance:

"Call for the first stroke," Mary's gaze seems to say.  "Take your
punishment and be done with it.

"I was just a scared little girl when I arrived at Ohio State too,
but now I'm a woman; a member of Phi Oui.

"Just say 'one'..."

*** "One," Susie said haltingly.

Susie wrenched upward as the first blow fell.  Her lips parted in a gasp
of astonished pain.  For a moment she couldn't catch her breath.

"Two is the number which follows, Susie," Therese said.

"T...TwoOOOO," Susie said, her words ending in a howl as the thin straps
connected with her exposed bottom.  Susie squished her legs together in
an attempt to quell the searing heat.

"Legs apart, Susie,"  Therese cautioned.  "Remember, you are to maintain
the posture of a dignified young lady, not a sniveling little girl.
Present yourself and ask that the third stroke be administered."

Susie straightened her legs and bent forward over the chair.

"Th...three," Susie said almost inaudibly.

"What's that?  Did you ask to be released?"  Therese said.

"No!  No!  I said 'three,'" Susie said.

A swift crack followed.  Susie cried out, shivered, and requested
a fourth.

"She has a lovely bottom, hasn't she?"  Therese asked at large, delaying.
The girls gave a murmur of agreement.

"Pity you've insisted on whipping it," Mary told Therese.  "I would have
settled for a spanking."

"Too childish," Therese replied.  "But fear not, your little friend's
bottom won't come to too much harm.  A few cuts, perhaps..."

"A few cuts?!  Therese, you didn't say..." Mary blurted.

"Does that upset you, Mary?"  Therese asked.  "None of the other girls
look upset."

"Susie's my friend!"  Mary said.

"They met in the bathroom," Therese cracked to the crowd.  Everyone
laughed, for in fact it was true.

"If she really is your friend, I know of a way that you can ensure that
her bottom is merely striped, not cut," Therese said.  "Share Susie's
punishment with her.  Bare your own bottom and accept some of the strokes
that would otherwise have to be delivered to her."

This sounded like a capital idea to the other sisters, who urged Mary
to take up their President's offer.  The spectacle of a little-known
initiate's bottom was fascinating, but the sight of a fellow member's
bottom bared to the whip was almost too delightful to contemplate.

At first Mary refused.  But backing out proved difficult.  After all,
she was a member of Phi Oui, which prized friendship above all else.
Naturally, Mary's fellow members were quick to seize upon the most
damaging arguments.  Soon Mary's peignoir and expensive french- cut
panties lay discarded upon the floor and her bottom stood bare beside
that of her friend.

"Call for your first stroke, " Therese directed Mary.

The other girls grew quiet with anticipation.

Mary's bottom bulbed out, the flawless white flesh stretched taut.

Mary took in a deep breath.

"Make my cheeks rosy," Mary breathed.

The whip struck with a vengeance.

*** The position was impossibly lewd.  A low coffee table had been placed
beneath the feet of Susie and Mary, forcing them to bare their legs,
which in turn spread wide the cheeks of their bottoms.

Perspiration speckled Therese's brow as she aimed her next blow.
The twin anuses of Susie and Mary presented themselves, their pert labia
lips pouted just below.  The flesh along the inner cheeks of each girl's
bottom was as white and unmarked as newfallen snow, a stark contrast to
the surrounding twin orbs, which blushed deep red.

The two girls trembled visibly.  Their nude bodies were coated with sweat.
Saliva drooled unchecked from their open lips, heads bent down into the
seat of each of their respective chairs.

And then it began.  Susie cried out as her pretty, puckered anus was
caught by one of the knotted tails of the whip.  A moment later Mary's
pussy was stung by a tail.  Her sharp scream joined Susie's just as it
was dying.

"Just seeing if you two are still awake," Therese laughed.  "Those are
nice, soft chairs you're bent over.  I wouldn't want you two falling
asleep on me."  The next strokes, mercifully, opted for the flesh of
each girl's furrow, avoiding their nether holes and unprotected pussies.

After a dozen or so more strokes Therese suddenly dropped the whip.

"Bring forth the gentlemen," Therese commanded.

Two male collegiates were led into the room.  They had been divested of
their clothes, and stood in obvious readiness for the task at hand.

"You're only to whip us!"  Mary said shrilly, her ears reporting to her
what her eyes could not see.

"I only wish to have a certain photo for our sorority scrapbook,"
Therese said calmly.  Therese nodded her head at two girls in the crowd.
If this was to be done, it had to be accomplished quickly.

Two sisters advanced upon Mary and Susie with an open jar of vaseline.
They each dipped a slim finger into the goo and poked their digit into
one of the girl's bottomholes.  Mary and Susie both squirmed and mewed
in protest.  The long, sharp nails that their intruders sported did
nothing to ease an already uncomfortable situation.

Each of the sisters gave her finger a quick twist and then withdrew it.
Two males, meanwhile, stood ready to enter in the finger's place, their
rigid cocks newly creamed with vaseline.

"Slowly," Therese warned the two males. "And just halfway.  Under no
circumstances are either of you to ejaculate.  These girls are doing me a
personal favor by consenting to your cocks, and they have no interest in
receiving your seed.  Be content with the modicum of pleasure they permit
you and I will see to it that you receive more substantial enjoyments
before you depart."

"Does that mean after this we get to fuck you?"  One of the men asked,
obviously promoting that possibility.

"It means that you will each be given an opportunity to relieve yourselves
of your precious burdens in a warm, receptive, beautiful young woman."

"Well, that definitely  excludes you," the other man said.

Therese turned crimson.

"I've a mind to whip the two of you!"  Therese snapped.  "Perhaps those
naked loins of yours would prefer the stinging bites of a whip!"

The men simply laughed and stepped beyond Therese to the girls.

Two sisters bent and covered Susie and Mary's mouths with their palms.

Each man grasped the hips of his assigned girl and pressed the knob of
his penis to her tight, crinkled brown rosehole.

Mary wrenched her bottom aside, attempting to evade the prospective
intruder.

"Be still girl," Therese said, suddenly beside her, whip in hand.

Mary made to scream an epithet but it was quelled by the hand at her
mouth.

With a groan of pleasure each man eased the crest of his cock into
a bottomhole.  Mary and Susie twisted their hips valiantly, but were
unable to dislodge the cocks.

Another moment and the two penises pushed deeper.  The girl's nether
channels clamped down upon them, attempting to prevent further entry.
Therese gave each girl's lower back a quick snap of the whip, causing
each in turn to release the muscles of her bowels as she flinched at
the unexpected pain.

Then the flash of a camera was heard, as the denouement was captured
on film.  Each of the men glanced sideways at the photographer and
grinned triumphantly.  Their cocks, embedded halfway in the full moons
before them, seemed almost to sprout from the bottoms themselves.

"A unique picture, if I do say so myself," the girl who played
photographer smiled.

Suddenly each man wrenched forward.  Therese, armed now with not one
whip but two, struck the bare buns of each man simultaneously.  The men's
cocks, so carefully held at the mid-point of entry in the girls, plunged
involuntarily into the depths of their rectums.

"Hey!"  Each man shouted, attempting to turn and look over his shoulder,
but caught short by a second blow to his rear.

"I couldn't help it!"  Therese squealed, and quickly followed her first
two strokes with a half-dozen more.

At once each man, betrayed, abandoned his earlier promise and began
sturdily pumping his member in and out of his respective victim, while
Therese continued to apply the tails.  The girls, unused to anal entry,
twisted and kicked as the painful sodomizing continued.

Two sisters suddenly stepped out and knelt between the legs of either man.
Each clasped a sac of testicles and began squeezing it, urging it to
spill it's spermy contents.

The air in the room was electric.  Now Therese would get the picture
she really wanted.

The two men grunted, each fighting to retain his seed, to prolong the
pleasure a moment longer.  The girls below them, experienced devotees
of male genitalia, nodded to each other, knowing better than the men
themselves, whose thoughts were deceived by hope, when release had gone
from impending to imminent.

Each girl gave a sharp tug on her man's testicles, at the same time
reaching between his legs with her free hand and seizing the shaft of
his penis on the outstroke.  That, combined with the continued struggles
of Mary and Susie, resulted in each man suddenly popping out of his
respective bottom, the crown of his cock bulging stiffly in mid-air.

A second later a spray of semen burst from the twin penises.  The sperm
hit Mary and Susie's bottoms first, but was then directed over their
backs at the girls beyond who imprisoned their mouths.  The two girls
who knelt between either man's legs were responsible for this sudden
diversion of reproductive fluid.  They literally howled with laughter
as they aimed their assigned cocks at their fellow sisters, who were
visibly startled at the unexpected shower.

Therese dropped her whips and surveyed the room.  The sisters of Phi Oui
were painfully aroused.  Their hands squeezed each other's arms as they
gleefully observed the twin fountains of sperm, their breasts brushed,
then rubbed together in uncaring arousal.  Several girls began kissing
passionately.

Therese motioned to several girls, forewarned of the event, who quickly
stepped in and separated the more amorous of the observers.

"Perhaps some of you would enjoy a visit from Gamma Sig fraternity,"
Therese said to the crowd of girls, referring to Phi Oui's male
counterpart.

The response was hot and unanimous.  Men were needed, and needed at once.
Therese motioned to a girl to go make the call.  The special session of
the Phi Oui sorority disintegrated into chaos as half the girls rushed
to a phone while the others broke for the two nude men in the center
of the room, preferring a chance at immediate pleasure to the option of
pleasure later on.

'Later' proved to be but five minutes hence.  As might be imagined,
it took very little time indeed for lusty men to respond to the call
of females in heat.   But five minutes was all that Therese required to
regain control of her girls.  They must be dignified, they must be coy,
they could be gracefully receptive but they must not be easy.

A dance was decided upon as the most suitable prelude to copulation.
The stereo was turned on and tuned to a feverish pitch.  The girls met
the men and drew them onto the cut-pile carpeting of the living room
which passed as the dancefloor.  Soon the wild beat had divested dancers
of both sexes of their attire.

It continued for a while as a nude dance, the bodies writhing in tandem
amidst a litter of lingerie and menswear.  Susie and Mary remained
tied over their respective chairs, a spectacle for all to behold and an
encouragement to bacchic pleasures.  Several men, unable to confine their
relish to merely viewing the pair of bottoms, endeavored to spear them.
Two others opted for the mouths of Mary and Susie, and had just ensconced
themselves within the tempting lips when Therese intervened.

"These girls are for the pleasure of your eyes, not your penises,"
Therese said, striking at the men with her whip.  But suddenly a hand
grasped her wrist and relieved her of the whip, which fell to the floor.

"I've heard that you've given quite a few orders tonight," a husky male
voice whispered.  "Now it's time for you to obey."

*** It was the oldest trick in the book.  Worm your way down to a man's
penis and bring him off.  With your hands, if you really loathed him.
Cunning.  It was stronger than muscle. Therese tossed her auburn locks
back in contempt.  She rose from the man stretched out on the bed and
dropped her feet to the floor.  The man made as if to rise.

"Rest, darling, be rigid for me when I come back with your drink,"
Therese said,  caressing his limp penis.  The man smiled and nodded.
Therese turned and left.

Therese was surprised to find Mary and Susie unattended when she
arrived downstairs.  Apparently the men who had wished to relieve
themselves inside the girls had been pulled away by amorous sisters.
In the few minutes it had taken Therese to unload the hunk who had dared
to play her captor, the dance had melted into an orgy.  Bodies twisted
and turned all over the carpet, eager to obtain their first release of
the evening.  Even the two males who had made earlier donations of bodily
fluid were back in the fray, their mounts pinioned firmly beneath them,
in  missionary positions.

Therese stepped over the rolling bodies, a hand on her brow, holding
back her long locks as she bent her head to watch where she placed her
spiked heels.

It was time to release Mary and Susie.  Therese squatted down before
the two girls and stroked the backs of their heads, running her fingers
through their hair.  In several places the hair was matted, stuck together
by a dried glob of semen.

Both girls looked up.

"Poor darlings, you probably think I'm quite mean," Therese said.

Mary glared at her, but Susie appeared docile.  They both looked
exhausted.

"We don't mind staying like this for the rest of our lives, you know,"
Mary said.

"You were very brave," Therese said to Mary.  "I admire your pluck in
sharing your friend's punishment."

"It's more than you would do for me," Mary said.

"I know, dear, and that's why I want you to teach me how to do that,"
Therese said.

"You'd never," Mary said.

"Oh, but I would, in fact I insist that you teach me," Therese said.

"Then you must not insist, but ask," Mary said.

"You would be my instructor?"  Therese asked.

"Of course, if you make Susie a member of the club," Mary said.

"At once," Therese said, and rose.

"Are there any objections to Susie joining our sorority?"  Therese asked
the mass of bodies entangled on the floor.  Grunts and cries of passion
were Therese's only answer.

"No objection," Therese said proudly, squatting once more before the
girls.  Her naked breasts bounced as she dropped her bottom to her heels.

Mary and Susie grinned gleefully.  At Therese, and then at each other.
Their eyes sparkled with girlish delight.

"Thankyou," Susie said quietly to Therese, and then, much to Therese's
surprise, Susie smiled coyly and captured Therese's bobbling nipple that
was closest to her and began to suckle.

Mary and Therese gaped at each other.

"I guess this night has just been too much for her," Therese said.
She gazed down at Susie, her eyes closed, her glossed lips gently working
Therese's areola.

"It's been quite a night for all of us,"  Mary said.  "You're quite a
slavedriver when it comes to erotic pastimes, Therese.  But then you're
also very, very good."  And with that Mary placed her lips upon Therese's
remaining nipple and began to suck.

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