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Disclaimer: This story is for the private enjoyment of adults. It is the property of the author and Fictionmania. If you are not of legal age or are disturbed by sexual content, humiliation, bondage, various perversions, and/or homosexual acts then please find somewhere else on the net to amuse yourself, otherwise enjoy. Hazing - Part 2 When I saw Sandy with the diaper bag I withdrew my objection about the wet diaper. This of course fell on deaf ears as comments about not wanting my to get a rash etc were flying. I tried to flee, but soon found my self grabbed by several frat members and taken to my room. There I was shocked to see a rubber sheet already in place on my bed. With a struggle they managed to get me on the bed with my hands cuffed to the bed frame above my head. At this point the brothers stepped back and gave Sandy a clear path to me. She approached the bed and leaned down and whispered that she was sorry, but she was being made to do this by her sorority sisters. They had told her that if she didn't she would be the one in diapers and that they had given her a script to follow. I believed her as she dressed like a nurse. I told her that I understood and braced myself for the most humiliating experience of my life. I was a little puzzled and definitely relieved when the brothers filed out of the room. And then I saw that my fellow pledge Sam was still there and that he had a video camera. My heart sank as I knew the entire frat and God knows how many others were going to see this. Sam mouthed the words I'm sorry to me and the show began. Sandy removed my shoes and socks and then pulled off my shorts, followed by the plastic pants. It then became obvious she was under orders not just to go through the motions, but put on a full show as she started to play up the nanny roll. "My, my our little baby is very wet. I had hoped he'd be potty trained by now, but I guess not," she said as I turned completely scarlet. I had thought I might be able to get through this, but with the added shame of the dialog I wasn't sure. The diaper was still on and I wanted to craw into a hole and die! Rip, rip came the sounds on the diaper tabs and I shuddered as I felt the front drop away and leave me completely bare from the waist down. "Look at this, I thought they said this was a boy, but it may be a girl. Is that a large clitoris or a very very small penis?" Sandy asked her camera man. "Not sure," was the reply from behind the video camera. "Well let's get Steve or Stephie cleaned up shall we?" said Sandy as she pulled a washcloth from the bag and started to wipe down my crotch. It was obvious that the cloth had been in refrigerator or freezer as soon as it touched my skin. In fact, I gasp when it touched me. Sandy immediately started to clean my genitals and once that was done she held the cloth firmly on them as she pretended to look in her bag. I realized that this was specifically orchestrated to shrink my genitals as much as possible. When she withdrew the rag I was about as small as I have ever been. And I knew that would be really small as I am a grower not a shower to begin with. At this point I think Sandy was a bit taken aback at how much I had shrunk. She allowed a small giggle to escape her lips and then went back to the script. I had the feeling that I had lost most of the sympathy that she had felt for me. "Well, I guess we have an answer to our question. It is Stephie for sure," Sandy said with a bit of a smirk that made me even more uneasy. This unease increased geometrically when she looked directly into my eyes and gave the head of my dick a flick and she pursed her lips and said "Ah poor baby". Sandy then lifted my legs and proceeded to wipe down my backside. "Well, at least you have a cute butt honey" and after a short pause she added "the boys will love that." I shuddered to think what could be meant by that remark. The rest of the powdering and diapering went relatively quickly and Sandy and Sam left the room. I waited in silent shame until two of the brothers arrived to free me from the cuffs and escort me to dinner. When I reached the dining room I saw that I had a place of 'honor'. They had me seated at one end of the long dining table in a make shift high chair. They had added another humiliation as they had another sorority pledge (dressed as a nurse) attending my feeding. My hands were bound to the arms of the chair and I was spoon fed my entire dinner by her. To make matters worse all of my food had been run through a blender and my water was in a baby bottle. Again Sam had the dammed video camera on hand to record my shame. Once dinner was over my 'pacifier' was tied into my mouth and pink ribbons were placed in my hair. This new humiliation consisted of a small dildo with a pink ribbon tied around the base. Has I turned scarlet from the shame of having the dildo in my mouth I was untied from the chair and lead to the living room and my 'playpen'. The brothers had rearranged the furniture to make a square area. They had placed a pink blanket on the floor and filled it with 'my toys'. The makeshift play area had dildos, vibrators, gay porn mags, a tube of lube, and the master stroke was a doll. Yes, a naked male blowup sex doll! And yet another sorority pledge was on hand dressed as a little girl (my playmate) to make sure I played with each and every toy. I had to fondle and suck all of the phalluses and even make out with the doll before sucking 'his' cock. Each time I had to remove and replace the 'pacifier' between items to increase the humiliation of the ordeal. I then had to replace it and intently suck it as I looked through the gay porn. Also, during this 'story time' I had to rub the front of my diaper. Finally, it came to the lube and I shuddered to think what could be in mind. Thankfully, it was simply giving the doll a lubricated handjob. Of course, all of this was added to 'Stephie's Video Diary'. No sooner did playtime end and I was approached by the last of the sorority pledges. She was dressed as a nun and was carrying a yardstick. She immediately grabbed my ear pulled me over the back of the couch and removed my diaper leaving me bareassed in front of everyone. She then proceeded to lecture me on the evils of flesh and punctuated each sentence with a crack from the yardstick. After about 25 of these my ass was very rosy and sore. Once my punishment was over the diaper was left lying on the floor and all four pledges grabbed me and started leading me toward the door. "Ok you have a choice," said Sandy, "you can go the easy way or the hard way. The easy way your hands are free and you have the nurse's cap to hold in front of you. The hard way you get handcuffed behind your back and go on full display. Your choice, but either way you are going to the sorority with us. Well?" "Easy," I mumbled around the dildo still tied in my mouth. "Easy it is", smiled Sandy handing me the cap and leading me out into the cold air nearly naked with pink hair ribbons, a dildo pacifier, a red ass, and an even redder face. Thankfully the sorority was only a couple doors down, but the girls made the walk last as long as possible by strolling slowly and stopping to talk to the few people who were out and about (regardless whether they knew them or not). They chatted with 7 people in total which included 2 couples, 2 single girls, and 1 small Asian guy who seemed very, very interested in my lack of attire, if you know what I mean. Once in the sorority the girls lead me to a bathroom where the ribbons were removed and all sorts of activity started to take place. I was told to bend over, given an enema, and after I evacuated I was told to shower. Once I was out of the shower Sandy started work on my hair while two of the others started to shape and paint my finger and toes nails. I immediately tried to resist and Sandy simply pointed to the nun holding the video camera. She needed only say two words and that word was 'internet posting' to make the threat very clear to me. I sat back in disbelief as my hair was dyed platinum blonde and trimmed into a 'more feminine style'. My toe nails were painted bright red, fake nails were glued on my fingers and painted the same color, and makeup was applied to my face. As all of this was happening comments like 'Aw our little girl is growing up' and 'You'll look great for your big night' and many others. Each of these comments was punctuated with gales of laughter. I wasn't sure what all of this meant, but I didn't like the sound of it, that was for sure! Once Sandy, my nurse, and my play date were done with me they showed me my reflection and I looked like the cheapest whore ever. They hollered next and left the room and were replaced by the two remaining pledges from the first night. They were both dressed as slutty as possible and I felt myself getting partially erect and the fact was not lost on them. "Getting turned on?" smiled the redhead. "You won't be using the tonight," laughed the blonde as she pointed to my cock. "We could decorate though," replied the redhead. "Cindy, what do you have in mind?" asked the blonde. "Just this Tiff," said Cindy as she leaned in a whispered something. "I'll be right back," she said as she dashed out the door. Tiffany as I had now figured out the blonde's name was stood smirking at me in my naked partially feminized shame and the nun just kept on taping. "Got 'em," giggled Cindy as she popped back through the door. In her hand she had a package of permanent markers. The two girls poured over the colors for a couple minutes before choosing a hot pink one. "Get you little dick hard," she ordered as she stepped toward me. I hesitated only briefly and cringed at Sandy's threat and started to stroke myself. I became fully erect rapidly and realized that as ashamed as I was I was still horny from being around all of these girls. "Don't worry this won't hurt a bit," giggled Cindy as she knelt between my legs, took my cock between the thumb and forefinger of her left hand, uncapped the marker with her teeth, and began to color the head bright pink! "Yeah, it also won't come off for a long, long time either," laughed Tiffany. The sensation of the marker on my sensitive skin was driving me to distraction and I thought I would flip out when she colored the very tip and the slit. As I was flinching from this she slapped me in the balls and told me to hold still which bent me over in pain for a couple minutes. When I recovered and she started again I did my best not to move even though I was moaning loudly. When she was done with my cock head she then moved to my nipples and colored both of them in the same bright pink. It was then that apparently Tiffany had a flash of brilliance as she erupted in a torrent of laughter and called Cindy to her. They whispered back and forth and apparently reached an agreement of some sort. I was then told to standup from my seat on the toilet, bend over facing the wall, and reach back and spread my ass cheeks. It was only seconds later I felt a marker running around my anus. Great, now they are coloring my asshole pink too I thought, but this went on much too long for that and I heard Cindy asking for a black marker too. I couldn't figure it out! My back was starting to hurt when Cindy finally decided she was done. "It is amazing," said Tiffany. "Make sure you get a close up of this," they told the nun. Apparently she did as she burst into laughter and kept saying, "I don't believe it," over and over. Finally I was told to sit on the toilet again. They told me to slide to the edge, spread my legs, and pull my cheeks apart as Cindy held a large hand mirror between my legs and they burst into hysterics from the look on my face. I could not believe what I saw! Cindy had drawn a perfect picture of a pussy between my ass cheeks with my asshole as the center. "How do you like your new pussy?" asked Tiffany as they all broke down laughing like hyenas. After several minutes they finally regained their composure enough to decide that they were running late. "We have to get our little slut dressed and to the party," announced Cindy. Within about 5 minutes I was dressed in a black push up bra, a thin white blouse through which my pink nipples to showed, a red garter belt, black fishnet stockings, a very short skirt that barely covered my dangling genitals, two inch heals, and no panties. The panties were left off to avoid covering "Cindy's masterpiece." When Tiffany called it that Cindy laughed and said, "Well, she's definitely a piece now!" "Or soon will be!" added Tiffany. Again the room filled with guffaws and I felt a new sense of dread as tried to figure out what those comments meant. The last thing that was added before I was marched back to the frat was a liberal dousing with cheap perfume. The trip back to the frat was uneventful, but when we arrived my heart sunk as both the frat members and the sorority members crowded the main room. The room erupted with jeers and laughter when I entered the room. The first activity of the night was movie time. As I'm sure you have guessed I was the star and the tape of my day was played on fast forward (and slowed at the crucial points) to everyone's laughing and cheering enjoyment. Everyone, but for me I was forced to sit in the middle of the room in a bean bag chair with 'Biff' the male blowup doll and stroke his cock throughout. Of course half way through the movie the brothers decided I should be a good movie partner and give Biff some head. As shameful as this may sound I almost preferred sucking the latex cock to watching my shame on the big screen TV. Just before my makeover I was told that Biff was happy and I should watch the rest of the movie. I was more than mortified watching my spanking, enema, and makeover. The worst though was Cindy's art work the room erupted when she started coloring. But that was nothing compared to the pandemonium that broke loose when my 'new pussy' was put on display for the camera. The video soon ended with me being led into the very room in which I sat. When the tape ended I noticed that the nun had a new tape and was filming me again and I could only guess she had captured my attentions to Biff as well. The talk of course was regarding Cindy's artwork. I was instructed to unbutton my blouse and show my nipples which brought great applause. Predictably, next was raising my skirt and showing my hot pink clitoris and the room became even louder. At that point I was scarlet with shame, but what was making me sick to my stomach was what I knew was coming. But, before that inevitable moment I was forced to take a Viagra to make sure my pretty clitty was on display and everyone knew how much I was 'enjoying' myself. "Ok, time to see that pussy," was the sorority leader's announcement. I knew it was coming, but I still was at a loss as to the situation. Two of the brothers led me over to a chair and bent me over it. Once in that position I was bound with my legs spread and tied to the legs and hands cuffed together. Then Sandy came forward and added a rope from the chain of the cuffs under the chair and tied it of to my genitals. There I was on full display and unable to move. I then felt my skirt being flipped up over my back and everyone filed by for a good look at my pussy! At this point I felt tears of shame running down my face and the comments made it even worse. A few of the girls teased my hole with a fingernail and one even inserted a finger asking if I was wet. This procession went on for at least 10 minutes as everyone got a good look. The attention then temporarily turned away from me, but not before someone found my pacifier and tied it in my mouth. One of the girls thought something else should be pacified as well so a small vibrator was placed in my 'pussy' and turned on. So, I could 'enjoy the upside of being a girl'. Anyway, I squirmed painfully and moaned into the gag as the frat and sorority presidents made an announcement. First, the sorority president announced that due to their great job with 'the slut' all of the 6 pledges had made it into the sorority. Of course, this was an announcement that called for several minutes of celebration. Next the frat president announced that 4 of the brothers were in and that Sam had one simple task to perform before he was also in. He was called up front and the president whispered something to him. Sam looked disturbed and the president then whispered something else to him and he looked resigned to whatever it was. Sam then turned and approached me. I was apprehensive to say the least when he bent down and removed my gag. He whispered that he was sorry and stood up and then slid his shorts and pledge panties to his ankles. Cheers erupted from the girls as his naked body came into view as well as gasps when it was obvious what was about to happen. I shook my head as he stepped forward and his cock touched my lips. I clamped my mouth closed and he struggled for a minute or two before relenting. I second later I heard Sandy's familiar voice in my ear reminding me of the video we had just watched and asking me what my parents and friends back home would think when they got copies in the mail. She then started reading names and addresses from my address book. I dropped my head and utter shame and defeat and nodded that I would do it. Tears streamed down my face as Sam again thrust his groin in my face and I took his cock in my mouth, He moaned as he was one horny pledge like us all, as the brothers had made sure we did not cum for the last week. I was even more shamed when comments were made about the size of my erection and how I must love being a slut as sucking cock had made my clit so hard. I wasn't sure, but I hoped that everyone knew that I had been given a Viagra and they could see the vibrator still in my ass. The thought that they might not know about the Viagra made my shame even worse. Sam had become hard while I was thinking all of this and his 6 inches was sliding easily in and out of my mouth. It was even more shameful when I realized that I was sucking him almost on autopilot without gagging at all. Obviously, the girls were right practice did make perfect and I had gotten plenty between the dildos and Biff. Soon Sam started to quicken his pace and grabbed the back of my head for leverage. I knew what was coming when I felt him swell slightly. The first several globs went straight down my throat, but then he backed off slightly and the rest of his load filled my mouth. I then heard Sandy at my ear again instructing me to swallow like a good little girl or everyone I knew was going to see me dressed like a slut, with a 'big' hard on, and sucking cock. I closed my eyes in humiliation and swallowed. After following the rest of Sandy's instructions which included licking Sam and my lips clean the frat president announced that Sam was now also a brother. The 5 new members were made to stand in the front of the room and strip naked before running upstairs to get their frat shirts and shorts off their beds and return as full brothers. Of course, the girls all hooted and hollered at the naked frat boys and the new brothers just laughed and posed for them. While the new brothers were gone I was left alone momentarily with my queasy stomach, tear stained face, and a head full of questions. Why was I being treated so badly? Was this all for nothing because it appeared I was out? Would the blackmail material ever be given back? And right now, most importantly, was this over? Once the new brothers returned to a round of applause, attention then returned to me. The president of the frat said he was unsure of what to do with me and since I was dressed like a girl the sorority sisters should decide. They said that normally borderline pledges had to do something like masturbate with a dildo in front of the whole house to get in. In this case though they thought perhaps I had endured enough and that I deserved a good fucking. They pointed out how hard I was and what I had endured. I was skeptical and when asked I said there is no way one of the brothers is going to fuck me. I was assured that it would not be a brother and that it was someone in the room. I looked around the room suspiciously making sure that there were no unfamiliar male faces. Once I was satisfied that there were none I agreed. At this point I was so horny from the week of celibacy, the vibrator, and the Viagra that any girl in the room would do. The 6 former sorority pledges approached me, removed the vibrator, laid me down on air mattress that was brought in, and tied my hands above my hand to a radiator pipe. When I asked about the bondage I was told that my partner was to be in control as I was getting fucked. This made me a little uneasy and I begged them not to use a strap on or dildo and I was assured that was not to be the case. I even relaxed a little as they fixed my makeup. They said I needed to look hot to lose my cherry. They asked me if I was ready and I said yes. The next think I know two frat brothers are slipping cuffs on my ankles and attaching them to ropes above my hands so my ass is pointing at the ceiling and my feet are above my head. My protests fell on deaf ears as an Asian girl steps forward from the group and approaches me. I calm down somewhat as she is not ugly and Asian girls have always turned me on. Then to my horror she reaches up and removes her wig and I realize that it is the Asian guy who was leering at me when I was taken to the sorority house. "Meet your date. This is Chan. Chan this is Stephie," says Sandy with great glee. I start to scream and protest and ask her why. She approaches me leans down and inserts the pacifier tying it tightly around my head. Then she whispers in my ear "We heard about your little date rape back home from Brad and we girls all think this is fitting punishment. And we are sending a copy to your victim Sarah too!" And she gets up and walks away. At that point my mind was spinning as I think of a hundred things. Sarah is my ex-girl friend, but I never date raped her; in fact she cheated on me with someone else and left me for him. Brad was really pissed about the way I handled the game with Sandy that night and he called me a pussy and I got in his face and he backed down and the brothers laughed there ass off at him as he is supposed to be a jock. He knew Sarah was my ex! I had heard that he was a vindictive prick, but to made this all up to get even? He must have! No wonder everyone hated me and I was getting abused like this! As all of those thoughts raced through my mind I realized Chan was removing his clothes. I started to scream, but with the latex cock in my mouth almost nothing came out. "I have always wanted to fuck a big American guy," lisped Chan as he dropped his briefs. The room fell nearly silent except for a couple of gasps and whispered comments from the girls. This 5'4" obviously gay Asian dude had the biggest cock in the room. It had to be at least 7 inches and pretty big around flaccid and was starting to grow as he looked at my bound form. Soon it was hard and at about 9 inches with a bulbous head and thick shaft it was a formidable weapon, but hanging from Chan's midsection it looked gargantuan! Someone tossed him a tube of lube and he started applying it liberally. I shook my head in shame and disbelief as he stroked that monster. I was suddenly shocked out of my stupor though when he moved over my up turned ass. "You look like you might be a virgin, I think this may hurt," he said as he moved into position. I renewed my muffled protests and frantic attempts to escape as he placed his cock at my entrance. I pleaded with my eyes as he looked at me. "Your eyes say you are afraid, but this says otherwise," he said grabbing my engorged cock to use as leverage as he started to push into me. He was so slight, his cock so large, and I was so tense and tight he basically had to lean all of his weight onto me to get the head to pop past my sphincter. When it did a white hot pain shot threw me and I screamed into the gag. He stopped there as my asshole spasmed around the collar of his huge cock and he moaned and voiced his pleasure at how tight I was. He smiled down at me and gave my cock a playful squeeze. It was at this point I realized that he thought I really was enjoying this humiliation. After a minute or two he thrust forward imbedding another inch in me and moaned again about how tight and hot I was. I could only groan and sob in pain into my gag and I'm sure to him it sounded like I was moaning my pleasure. In the background I could hear the peanut gallery egging him on to "Bang the bitch", "Fuck the slut", and "Turn her inside out" among other things. Also, several of the girls were telling him how I had dreamed of being screwed by a guy and just didn't want anyone to know and how he was fulfilling a fantasy for me. Certainly, my drug induced erection did nothing to indicate that they were not being honest. It took several minutes, but I finally felt his large heavy balls touch my buttocks. He rested there and I felt like I was going to feel the head of his cock in my throat at any second. I was so incredibly full and stretched to the limit. Again he reached out and caressed my cock and winked at me. To my shame my cock bounced in his small hand I noticed for the first time that it was leaking precum. This was not lost on the audience either as comments soon made that apparent. Then after some of the spasms in my colon subsided he slowly started to work first one and then two inches in and out of me. He gradually increased the length and pace of his strokes and soon he was slamming most of his monster cock in and out of me. I had closed my eyes and was trying to make it through this and not watching made it easier. Suddenly, I felt it and my eyes flew open. Oh God, no I thought. But, there is was, that familiar tingle was starting in my groin. His thrusts were stimulating my prostate and I was approaching orgasm. I could think of nothing less manly than shooting my load from being fucked in the ass, especially by an effeminate guy half my size with a monster cock. I tried to hold off in hopes he would finish and I almost succeeded. Suddenly, his pace became frantic and I felt him swell and shoot glob after glob of jism into my bowels. I sobbed when I felt it and I sobbed even louder when I realized on his third volley I was letting loose as well. I lost track of his cock as mine became the center of my world and I had the most intense orgasm of my life. I pumped stream after stream from my cock and it coated my face, chest, and stomach. As soon as my orgasm subsided I realized what had happened and how it would be looked upon and I wanted to die. Once the hooting and comments died down the frat president announced that I was a bit too gay to be a member. The sorority president said that I was certainly enough of a girl to be a member, but I was too much of a cock slut and would ruin their reputation. I was left tied on my back as a discussion took place that included the presidents and Chan. After a few minutes it was announced that I would be moving in with him. Sandy then came over with a washcloth and a strange looking device. She cleaned my crotch and then fitted and locked what I soon realized was a chastity device on me. She then whispered that I better do exactly as my roommate says unless I wanted everyone back home seeing me on tape. She also said that they would even hold the copy for Sarah until the end of the semester until they got Chan's report on how obedient I was. I just stared at her in disbelief. Then two other sisters helped her clean me up, untie me, and cuff my hands behind my back. A leash was attached to the chastity by a small ring I had overlooked and the other end was handed to Chan. He led my across the campus in my slut gear and showed me his small apartment with 'our' big bed. The next day was Sunday and the frat brothers delivered my belongings. My protests of my innocence fell on deaf ears and I was left to be Chan's fuck doll. Even though I tried to protest my heterosexuality to him he only laughed and showed me a copy of the tape of me ejaculating from his fucking. Then he told me that it was alright that he understood I felt less guilt if I was 'forced' to be his boy. The next two months were hell. The sorority sisters refused to listen to me and reminded me of the tapes and addresses they had. They just told me to take it 'like a man' and laughed. The frat brothers scorned me and much of the rest of the school whispered about my relationship with Chan behind my back. Chan was horny every day and only allowed me the humiliating weekly release similar to the one that night at the frat house. . I soon I learned to deep throat his monster as every time I could get him off that way was one less day I would be sore sitting down. Also, he required that I spend all my time in the apartment completely naked unless otherwise instructed. This included when we had guests and the sorority sisters were frequent visitors just to torment me. I tried to contact Sarah to no avail, thinking that if I could convince her to come up here that she could prove my innocence. And so it went for two months Finally I called Sarah at the right time on a Sunday and she answered. Come to find out her boyfriend had been intercepting all my messages. I explained my story basically explaining that I was an outcast here at school and why. Of course, I left out the most humiliating parts. She agreed to come up the following weekend when I agreed to get her and her boyfriend a room in the local motel for the weekend. I told her that she and her boyfriend could make it a get away weekend or whatever and that I just needed to get her to talk to the sorority sisters. I took the following week extremely well and couldn't wait for Friday night to arrive. Sarah and Mark got in about 10:00 PM and she called me from the motel and asked if I wanted to stop over for a little while before they went to bed. I was elated that she was really here and jumped at the chance to sit down and explain things in more detail. I heard him protest in the background, but she said she would see me shortly. When I got there Mark was a real jerk about me even speaking to her and she finally told him to go down the road and get a cup of coffee at the dinner and threw him the keys. He tried to object about leaving me alone with her, but she finally convinced him to leave. Once, he was gone I haltingly tried to explain with leaving out the most degrading parts, but she saw through me and started asking for details and 'how I was an outcast' etc. Finally, it became too much and I broke down and started crying and told her everything. At first she wasn't sure that she believed it all, but she did believe that I had been hurt. To convince her I undid my pants and showed her the device. When I did I completely lost it and she held me as I was crying it out. I was just calming down and regaining my composure when Mark returned to find me lying on the bed with my head in her lap and my pants unbuckled. Of course, you can guess the conclusion that he jumped to and his reaction. I tried to sit up and explain, but was met by a hard right which sent me sprawling. Sarah tried to explain and he called her a slut and that is when a Sarah I had never seen before emerged. There was fire in her eyes as she stepped in front of my assailant and kicked him squarely in the balls. He dropped to his knees and she kneed with in the jaw and his teeth clacked together with a nasty crunch. He lay there stunned with one hand on his jaw and the other on his groin as she told him that she was sick of his abuse and that he should take the bus out of town as she never wanted to see him again. The commotion had caused a person in a neighboring room to call the police and when they arrived and the situation was explained they asked if I wanted to press charges. I told them that I just wanted him to leave so they said they would take him to the bus depot and see that he left town. Sarah picked up the phone and called her sister to have the locks changed on the apartment they shared so that Mark could not get in with his key when he returned to town. Sarah was so sympathetic and sweet that we talked most of the night away and fell asleep in each other's arms. During our talk she apologized for cheating on me with Mark and that she thought I was sweet, but that I was moving too slow. I told her I had thought I was being a gentleman and she said after being with Mark she realized that. The next day we got up late and she insisted we shower together, which was pleasant agony thanks to the chastity device. We then had lunch and went to the sorority. When we got there I was met by a very angry Sandy with a package in her hand. "Oh, hi you creep I suggest you get back to your little love nest! Chan, called all upset telling me you never came home and obviously you aren't hurt or dead so the package to Sarah is going out today. If you screw up again then the rest will be sent." She spat in my face. Sarah had been standing to my side and Sandy hadn't seen her and she stepped out and reached out for the package. "Why not just hand it to me?" "Who is this?" asked Sandy. "My name is Sarah Jane Walker and I believe that package is addressed to me at 1327 Bryant Lane New Havenshire, PA. Is it not?" Sandy looked startled and started to back peddle a little, but was still suspicious. "Why would you show up here to see someone who raped you?" "I didn't I came here to see a very sweet ex-boyfriend who is in trouble and needs my help," she punctuated the ex in ex-boyfriend by grabbing my ass which made me blush. "I think you better both come in and have a talk with the sisters," said Sarah. Then turning her back to us she yelled, "Emergency meeting 5 minutes!" The sisters had a lot of questions at first, but once they saw Sarah's drivers license and heard her story they actually listened to my story about Brad and our run in etc. The sisters then started apologizing to me for all the things they had done and some were even crying. Then my world stopped again when Sarah said, "So when do I get to see those tapes? They were addressed to me." I tried to dissuade her as did the sisters. She insisted that not only she watch them, but that we all watch them. I couldn't understand why she would do this to me. After the several hours of shame and debasement reliving those tapes she explained that she knew this was tough for me, but she had to know what Brad deserved and I had to know that none of this changed how she felt about me. Then she kissed me on the lips and told me I better go home that my boyfriend was worried. I stared at her in disbelief, but she told me that she had a plan, but that Brad could not suspect anything. So, she ask if I could handle one more week of the current situation. My heart sank, but when she explained I reluctantly agreed. "We'll explain things to Chan, Silly," said Sandy. "Maybe," said Sarah with a wicked smirk. "We'll be over tomorrow," said Sandy, "now go!" When I got home Chan was very happy to see me and I just explained that an old friend came in town and I dozed off at her motel room. He seemed relieved when he heard 'her' and he told me just to relax and he made dinner that night. I insisted on snuggling on the couch and going to bed early and lying in one another's arms, but at least there was no demand of sex and even if there were I had gotten to the point it was more of a routine than anything. I guess you can get used to anything. It kind of disturbed me when I realized that I was probably going to miss Sunday nights. I know how gay that sounds and maybe I was bi, but until you've had an orgasm like that then don't judge me!