VivianFan:The Girls of Beta Nu Gamma Sorority

Postby Mr Underheel » Tue Sep 24, 2013 1:46 am

"BAM BAM BAM" A gavel fell loudly on the oak meeting table of the BNG Sorority to open their monthly all-member gathering. This was one of two mandatory monthly events, this one taking place to review the girls' performances over the previous 30 days and to reward the highest achievers.

Rebecca, the president of the sorority opened the meeting by calling for the minutes to be reviewed and voted upon, asked for additions to the agenda, and then got on to the only true item that anyone was interested in.

"As you know, we are the smallest sorority on this campus of 25,000 students. Academically, we rank with the best of all of the Greek houses. Our numbers are small because members must share certain specific core interests in addition to maintaining the highest academic standards. I am proud to say that each and every one of you have maintained a GPA in excess of 3.8 this semester to date. Congratulations!" The girls applauded themselves loudly. Rebecca was tall, thin and lithe, her jet black hair pulled back in a tight, low ponytail; she wore the sorority's "uniform", a black suit jacket and pencil skirt with a white well-fitting blouse. Her 5 inch platform peep-toe heels finished the very professional look.

"Girls, it is time to confirm that you have complied with the dress code for this meeting, which is identical to the code that we maintain each and every day here. Stand and expose." The girls pushed their chairs back from the table, took one step backward, bent over and pulled up the hems of their nearly-identical suits. While the suit was not required to be worn daily, what lay beneath WAS.

First, Rebecca inspected Julie: lovely white lace garter belt and beautiful smooth thigh-high stockings from Agent Provocateur. Julie had chosen to wear a tiny white lace thong that barely covered her shaved pussy.

Jess chose a Victoria Secret number, purple garter belt and smoky gray stockings that caressed her thighs lovingly. She was shaved but for a small heart-shaped tuft that remained just above her slit.

Tina rocked a red garter ensemble that she bought at Nieman Marcus. Her stockings were a gorgeous silk pair. Rebecca not only viewed them and smiled but also ran her hand up the inside of Tina's thigh just to experience them properly.

Tracey was a tall, gorgeous blonde whose curly hair was a challenge for her to control. But it looked fantastic atop her black suit. She work black, seamed stocking and large, 1950's style white garter belt that she had found at a resale shop. Her clean cunt peeked just below the edge of the belt. Of the girls, she was the most radical, usually, when it came to her shoes. The others wore gorgeous black platforms; Tracey sported candy apple red shoes that said, "I Am Here! Notice Me!" She would like to be sorority president at the end of Rebecca's term when it expired at the end of the year.

And finally, Marie. She was a tiny little girl who wore shoes right there with the big girls and who wasn't afraid to wear short skirts that might allow her black garters to show beneath. At times her skirts were so short that her shaved pussy might get public exposure.

"Girls, you have all passed inspection. Congratulations! You are such a delightful group!"

They had been carefully screened before they were asked to pledge. The members were constantly on the hunt for members but new members were difficult to find. Candidates were seemingly obvious because two of the criteria--a love of high heels and high academic achievement--were relatively easy to identify just by looking for the best shoes on campus and then by reviewing the publicly published Dean's list. But it was more difficult to screen for the other two. You don't just ask a girl to lift her skirt so that you can see if she's wearing a garter belt, for one thing. And it takes a careful, delicate conversation to uncover that a girl loves to tie up other girls and also loves to be tied up herself. As a result, the had only 6 members and typically were only able to add 2 new members each year.

"Be seated, girls. Let's review the rest of this month's results." Careful records were kept each day regarding what was worn by the girls to class. Tracking responsibilities rotated each day. For example, Tracey was Garter Monitor this day. She noted which shoes each girl wore. The heel and platform heights were pre-measured so she merely had to note the day's chosen pair. Points were awarded for higher heels and higher platforms, although shoes rated "Too Hooker" were rejected. Points were also awarded for the wearing of skirts and dresses, although hemlines that were too high were also rejected. Again, they did not want to be known as whores. They were refined girls, after all. They were trying to maintain an image. There was a balance to maintain.

Girls wearing skirts were asked to raise them. High points were awarded for the wearing of garter belts and thigh-high stockings. Even girls who wore slacks were given these awards. Girls in slacks were required to lower them so that proper scoring was possible.

The girls were required to wear panties for hygiene purposes, but the sexiest panties were also rewarded.

Total points were accumulated and the monthly results were announced at the monthly meeting. It was always a tight race. The girls each wanted to earn the top two spots because the monthly prize was something that fired their passion for their other fetish: bondage.

"This month's top two scorers--and the participants in Saturday's Fetter Fete' will be: Oh! Tracey! and me... Congratulations, everyone! The competition was tight. Each of you accumulated enough points to be at the event and will be able to participate in a limited way."

"Tracey, you were in first place. Therefore it is your choice. What form will the competition take?"

"Thank you, Rebecca. It will be an honor to go up against you. I choose: a wrestling match. The winner will bind the loser."

Rebecca smiled. She had a black belt in karate, something that she worked hard at and was proud of. This was a thinly veiled request by Tracey to be dominated by her. Rebecca was fairly certain what the outcome would be. She couldn't wait for Saturday night!

The sorority girls made weekly trips to the local second-hand store, donating their used clothing and buying whatever they could find that could be used for bindings. They had scarves, used panty hose, used stockings, and belts from bathrobes among other things. These were stored in a well-organized trunk that was kept in the attic room in their large house. All of the items would be displayed on a table and would be easily accessible for use.

The night of the meeting, all of the girls gathered in the attic. This was the only night of the month where they were allowed to dress like sluts. And they did. Skirts were short, heels were high, stockings and garters were displayed below hems. It was a sight to behold! The four girls who were observers each stood in their own corner of the room and awaited the arrival of the two main combatants.

Rebecca and Tracey had agreed on the way the night would begin. They entered the room and announced, "Stay in your corners, girls. Remove your dresses." They silently complied. Each stood there in their bras, garter belts, thigh-high stockings, and sky-high heels. Rebecca took three scarves and a bathrobe belt from the table and stood before Marie. She motioned for Marie to extend her arms in front of her. Rebecca tied her wrists together securely and then raised Marie's arms over her head. She tied the long end of the belt over the top of the low rafter of the attic. She then used one of the scarves to bind her ankles together and then her knees. Marie had worn a tiny string bikini, which Rebecca lowered to her knees. Rebecca saw that she was already dripping female juices so she stroked her cunt once and tasted the juice. She stroked it a second time and then pushed her finger into Marie's mouth. She hungrily licked it clean. Rebecca smiled and then stretched the remaining scarf between Marie's teeth, knotting it tightly behind her head.

(all that I have time for this morning}

Re: VivianFan:The Girls of Beta Nu Gamma Sorority

Postby SelenaGfan » Tue Sep 24, 2013 1:13 pm

Excellent so far. Thank You for you effort.

Re: VivianFan:The Girls of Beta Nu Gamma Sorority

Postby Mr Underheel » Tue Sep 24, 2013 6:05 pm

In the meantime, Tracey was intimately involved with her best friend, Jess. Tracey had grabbed four scarves. Jess was even taller than Tracey, standing almost 6' 2" in her stilettos. Still, it was not difficult for her to be backed into a roof support pole and for her hands to be bound behind it. Her captor forced her feet to the sides of the pole where they were then bound with a second scarf. A third went between her teeth and, like the other scarves, it too was tied behind that beam, pinning her head to it. Then Tracey used the fourth scarf as a lovely decoration about her neck.

Last, but not least, the lovely blonde rigger strolled to the toy table and, after rummaging through a box full of implements, chose a vibrator. She lubricated it well then walked back to the helpless Jess. Tracey pressed herself against the bound girl's naked body then squeezed her left nipple very hard. Jess' body trembled when she felt the vibrator pushing against her cunt lips, which easily parted and accepted the sex toy which quickly disappeared inside her. The Domme switched it on then whispered in her victim's ear, "Don't let it fall out. Oh, and enjoy!"

Rebecca's next target was tiny Tina, whose lithe body was aching to be bound. "What shall we do with you, little one?" Tina could barely speak but she croaked out, "Maybe you should tie my hands behind me and then frogtie my legs." Rebecca laughed. In no time, Tina was helpless on the floor, her chest panting hard and deep. Rebecca couldn't help herself. She took up a 69 position and plunged her tongue into Tina's pussy. The bound beauty stretched her head upward hungrily to return the favor as best she could. Rebecca couldn't stay long as she needed a few minutes to stretch in preparation for her bout with her beautiful opponent.

Only Julie remained. The wall behind her was dotted with ring screws. It took mere moments for Tracey to tie a scarf to each wrist and to each ankle. She then found appropriately located rings on the wall where she could bind each appendage in a double spread-eagle formation. After her prey was thoroughly secured, Tracey looked deeply into the girl's eyes and moved closer and closed to her lips. Julie leaned toward her sorority sister's inviting red mouth, her tongue stretched out longingly. Tracey took in her tongue and bit it sharply, simultaneously twisting each of her nipples cruelly. Julie cried out in pain, her jaw hanging open as she breathed through the agony. Suddenly her mouth was filled with soft, dry silk and one last scarf was wrapped around her head to finish the mouth-stuffing cleave gag.

There. The audience was in place. It was time for the main event. The floor of the attic was covered with a thickly padded carpet. The opponents removed their heels and stood across from each other slowly stripping their other clothes. Jackets were hung on hangers. Skirts were draped over the backs of chairs. They slowly unbuttoned their form-fitting blouses and dropped them on the floor. Simultaneously they unclasped their front-closure bras to reveal their engorged nipples, hard as pebbles, which belied any coolness that they might have tried to portray toward the other. Both were anxious to get down to business. They scattered all of the remaining scarves around the "arena" so that, once their opponent had been subdued in the ring, she could be nicely rigged and molested.

Rebecca raised her hand and made two tugging motions as if she were ringing a bell. "Ding. Ding." They circled each other carefully. Tina yelled, Go, Tracey! Get her!" Tracey stood up and said, "Time out!" She walked to the toy table and picked up a giant red ball gag. She stalked Tina menacingly and said, "It looks like we forgot something. Open up, slut!" In a moment, Tina's small mouth ached as the ball was forced nearly into the back of her throat. "That should shut you up. Now, just watch."

Rebecca laughed and once again rang her imaginary bell. "I'm going to kick your ass, blondie. I have a black belt, remember?" Tracey laughed. "I have a little secret for you. You know Natalya, the captain of the women's wrestling team, don't you? I've been training with her for three months. She said I'm a fast learner. I nearly pinned her the other day. Your pussy will be MINE!"

"I think not, girlie", retorted Rebecca. For the first time since this match-up had been set, Rebecca felt a moment of self-doubt. Sensing this, Tracey moved in suddenly and tried to take advantage of the irresistible black haired Siren. Their sweaty bodies pressed together in combat.

Re: VivianFan:The Girls of Beta Nu Gamma Sorority

Postby bound-black-girl lover » Wed Sep 25, 2013 8:19 pm

http://x.fap.to/images/full/41/627/627677061.jpg

And you need to get some BLACK "girls" into this bondage/domination club!
(It's a BIG world out-there!)

http://groups.yahoo.com/neo/groups/USCS ... 506962292#

Re: VivianFan:The Girls of Beta Nu Gamma Sorority

Postby SelenaGfan » Thu Sep 26, 2013 1:52 am

Great second part,Thank You

Re: VivianFan:The Girls of Beta Nu Gamma Sorority

Postby thedarkdefender » Sat Oct 05, 2013 2:18 am

Cool story...please continue.

Re: VivianFan:The Girls of Beta Nu Gamma Sorority

Postby Mr Underheel » Sun Oct 06, 2013 4:03 am

The two adversaries circled each other carefully, reaching out now and then to test the distance between them, supposedly, but if that were the reason, why would they occasionally tweak the other's nipple? Once, though Tracey grabbed Rebecca behind the neck and tried to pull their heads close together and to wrap her other arm around the pony-tailed girl's back. Rebecca easily repelled her.

They continued to circle in their next-to-nothing garb of seamed thigh -high nylons, garter belts and garters. The blonde rushed in and grabbed her opponent around the waist. She was able to control one of Rebecca's wrists and, deftly, twisted her arm behind her. She held her tightly about the waist. The two struggled, standing there in the middle of the floor. Tracey began to perspire. If she could have seen Rebecca's face she would have seen an evil smile. With a sudden spin move, Rebecca was free. Tracey was startled by this unexpected escape.

That scene repeated itself several times with Rebecca gaining her freedom almost effortlessly. When Tracey had her in her grasp she groped her breasts or her pussy hoping to calm the savage best that was the dark-haired beauty.

Tracey had become nearly exhausted even though Rebecca had scarcely raised a sweat. She said, "Three months of training? I have been karate training each week for 10 years! Can you tell?" The other girl nodded. It was time for "the kill". Before she knew what was happening, Rebecca had her on the floor, laying on her belly, with her legs wrapped around Tracey's head. The blonde's lips lay up against the brunette's cunt. "Lick it and I just might show you some mercy." Tracey tried to shake her head, "NEVER!" "Oh, very well."

Rebecca could reach a couple of scarves and, after doing so, she was easily able to pull the nearly conquered girl's arms behind her. With a minimum of difficulty, her hands were very securely bound behind her. She tried to struggle to her feet, only to have the other girl push her back to the floor. Again she tried to rise, unsuccessfully. She would not give up easily. But after a few minutes of this she collapsed, unmoving and helpless. Rebecca took two long bathrobe belts and bound them around the girl's ankles, one each. Separately, she bent her legs and connected ankles to wrists in a modified hog tie.

Then she pulled up a wing chair so that she herself could rest. She placed the chair at the bound girl's feet and rolled her over on her back. Her exhausted thighs fell apart in a splay position and her pussy lay open and available. Rebecca went to the wet bar and poured herself scotch on the rocks then sat in the chair. As soon as she settled in, she took her stocking-covered right food and pressed it against the helpless girls waiting cunt. She pressed it there, stroked her lips with her toe, penetrated her in a toe-fuck. She rubbed her clit vigorously with the ball of her foot.

This seemed to renew some of Tracey's energy. She squirmed in response to this foot-fucking, trying to press herself into it; wanting to help; making herself even more vulnerable; feeling herself reach climax. She caught Jess's eye as she stood nearby, bound to that pole. She could see her body heaving in envy, craving to be a part of this. Glancing at the other bound friends it was easy to see that their heat and frustration was rising as well. None would want to be a spectator next month, tied up or not!

A gurgling slowly and involuntarily issued from Tracey's throat and her body began to shake as she began to cum. Small explosions seemed to be going on in her eyes and in her brain as she completely lost control. She fought mightily against the scarves that imprisoned her and then it happened. Her juices gushed forth like never before. Rebecca laughed loudly and watched until the reverberations subsided.

She mopped up the mess with her foot until her nylon was soaked in this cum. She rose and rolled the bound girl onto her side, then moved the chair nearer to her face. "You need to clean up this mess, girl! Open that mouth of yours. Wider." She pushed her soaked foot as deeply into the girl's mouth as she could until she nearly choked and then she retracted it. "Lick it. Yes, that's it" Her tongue was hungrily lapping at the sticky fluid. Her eyes were closed as she tried to concentrate and to keep herself in control of her emotions. Rebecca sat back and enjoyed her scotch, at the same time poking and teasing the captive's throbbing nipples with the toe of her left foot. That was all that was necessary to bring Tracey to another climax.

The Gagged Gallery all moaned in their own passion, obviously craving to become involved.

"Patience, girls. Your time will come."

The well-trained karate expert stood and helped to her knees the rag-doll that lay in a heap at her feet. She untied her ankles for a moment, helped her to her feet, and then lead her to a padded table. She forced her to lay on her arms and then stretched those long ankle bindings to the beam that ran through the middle of the room. Her legs were far apart and perfectly straight, and strung tightly enough so that her ass was raised slightly off the table. She was positioned so that her ass was at the very edge of the table.

Now Rebecca searched quickly through the toy box and found what she was looking for. She slipped "Her" end of the big, black strap-on into her cunt and fastened all of the buckles in place. She strutted around the room to tease all of the other girls. One she kissed through the girl's gag and raked the plastic cock along her leg. As she visited another, she twisted the tied up girl's tits and pressed the cock against her stomach. Tina lay on the floor. The dildo was rubbed all around her chin and lips. "Want a piece of this, little girl?" Tina nodded.

Finally, she returned to the lose of this bout who seemed to be returning from her visit to subspace. After applying a generous amount of K-Y jelly to her cock, Rebecca touched its tip to poor Tracey's cunt. Parting its lips with her fingers, it slipped just inside easily. Rebecca paused for a moment. Her prey looked up at her questioningly. At that moment, the cock was withdrawn from within her but she immediately felt it being pressed against her ass hole.

Rebecca took Tracey's hips in her hands and began to press. The blonde gasped as she felt it pass her sphincter. More and more it gently filled her as Rebecca carefully pressed it deeper and deeper. Tracey thought she could feel it at the back of her throat. Then Rebecca stopped pushing and grinded their hips together side to side.

"Do you want it, bitch?" All Tracey could do was to nod weekly. "Uh-huh". Rebecca laughed and carefully fucked the girl's ass to the accompaniment of the tied-up gallery girls' moans.

More later.

Re: VivianFan:The Girls of Beta Nu Gamma Sorority

Postby SelenaGfan » Sun Oct 06, 2013 7:16 am

This was excellent Thank You.

Re: VivianFan:The Girls of Beta Nu Gamma Sorority

Postby SelenaGfan » Tue Oct 15, 2013 1:57 pm

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Re: VivianFan:The Girls of Beta Nu Gamma Sorority

Postby SelenaGfan » Mon Dec 02, 2013 10:18 pm

Are you ever going to finish this story?

Re: VivianFan:The Girls of Beta Nu Gamma Sorority

Postby Mr Underheel » Fri Dec 06, 2013 6:21 am

I've been tugged in different directions. Yeah. I'll finish it soon.

Re: VivianFan:The Girls of Beta Nu Gamma Sorority

Postby Mr Underheel » Tue Jul 25, 2017 4:58 pm

Posting to bring this story to the top of the list of my posts