Romans & histoires Lesbian Sorority Initiation

For all I knew, they planned on having me strip naked and dance on the speakers. “Don’t worry, it’ll be fine.” My roommate gave me a nudge and an encouraging smile. The other two girls, the head of the sorority, Carla Chan, and the vice president Rebecca Payton, walked ahead scouting out a table as we trailed behind. “My sister went through the hazing when she came here. It was nothing to be worried about.” “What did they make her do?” She shrugged. “I don’t know. It was such a menial thing I can’t even remember.”

He has many opponents because of his illegal business. There are three steps a new member must go through. The first is having sex with ten women or the orgy. Because Trace is crazy and this is his passion, he took this to the initiation. They'll watch as the newly recruited have sex with ten different women. It's a pleasurable initiation like what they can get when they become a member. The second is the 100 lashes within a month. 25 lashes every week. A painful initiation. Their stability is measured by how much the new member can do as a member of the organization.

Rue was right but they're staring at me so much that I think I might faint instantly. After Maddox gives an opening speech . Everyone cheers and the official initiation begins. An old lady comes forward to prick my finger with blood and then proceeds to chant some words after that ,a certain kind of energy flows through my whole body . Suddenly the emotions of the pack burst through my body . "Luna so glad to see you ,"they all squeal in my head. "I'm sorry I didn't notify you earlier . I thought you would back out at the last minute ," Maddox speaks "Thanks for reminding me that you are officially dead ,"I grit through my teeth with a smile as the pack members line up to shake my hand .

The Moon Goblets exploded the moment my parents raised them for the ceremonial toast. Red wine mixed with Firethorn extract burst across my mother's face, soaking the dress she had spent months preparing for my Marking Ceremony. My father threw himself in front of her. He slipped on the shattered crystal, crashing to the floor as broken glass sliced deep into his palm. Evelyn Ashcroft smiled. "Oh, Moon Goddess. I didn't expect the trick goblets to go off so easily!" She wore a pale gold dress that looked far more suitable for a Luna than an Alpha’s assistant. "They look like they crawled out of a rogue camp." My whole body shook with rage. Evelyn blinked at me, looking perfectly innocent. "Y

I couldn't believe I was actually doing this. My name's Raina, and I'm a freshman at this big state university. I've always wanted to join a sorority, but not just any one. I heard whispers about this secret group called the Sisters of the Veil. They were mysterious, powerful, and the girls in it seemed to have everything—parties, connections, the works. So when I got the invite to pledge, I jumped at it. Little did I know what the hazing would involve.

Is that it? I scoffed. “That's hard to believe,” “Which part?” Two older women standing in front of us turned around to glare at us for talking. I gave them an apologetic smile before looking away. “Everything you just said,” I whispered to Grace who snickered so loudly and quickly whispered an apology to the women who wouldn't stop glaring. “Welcome to the annual initiation ceremony of our Pack. Let the initiates step forward," My eyes went to the new members who were about twenty in number. They were all wearing white outfits. One after the other, they walked up to the podium and said their oath.

On the right, there were two lots of French doors which led out to a large undercover entertainment deck. The deck was swarming with people. Doyle led me and the three girls with him up to the stage. Beta Sean came up on stage and approached the microphone. “Okay, Ladies and gentlemen, could you gather around please so we can begin?" Beta Sean asked. At his request, people made their way inside from out on the entertainment deck. When everyone had gathered around as he had requested, Beta Sean spoke. “Welcome members of the Celtic Moon pack. We are gathered here today so our Alpha, the formidable Alpha Doyle can introduce his second chance mate to you all and initiate her into the pack as ou

She didn’t pretend to care about the frats and sororities everyone else drooled over. Most girls there wanted to wear their letters like crowns. Lisa just wanted to be real. She lived on campus, so she had to deal with all of it. The invites. The weird rituals. The mean-girl politics. I got the inside scoop daily, like a front-row seat to a trainwreck. Alpha Selene House was the worst—over-the-top pink, fake-smile sorority girls who didn’t take no for an answer. Michelle Calpacut led them like some kind of dictator in heels. Declining their invitation didn’t mean they left us alone.

She leaned down and kissed Emma deeply, letting the freshman taste her own mixed fluids on that demonic tongue. “Welcome to the sisterhood, my little cum-slut,” the Queen whispered against her lips. “Your cunt, your ass, your mouth… every hole belongs to me now. And every full moon, we will gather again to breed you on this altar until your belly swells with infernal seed.” Emma could only whimper, body still twitching, holes gaping and leaking glowing hell-cum and her own mess. The sorority sisters stroked their slick strap-ons, smiling down at their newest, thoroughly broken member.

"My apologies. Reality is, our sorority isn't one of the crazier ones." "Tell me about it." "Well, academics are really important, everyone has to maintain a two point eight to be active, and most of the girls have well above a three. No guys overnight. It's pretty diverse too, not lily white like some of them." "Any lesbians?" "You mean other than me?" That got a look from Taylor while I thought about it for a moment. There weren't any that I was aware of. I'd be hopelessly naïve to think we'd never had one, or at least someone who came out later, but would we accept a pledge from an out and proud lesbian? I think the answer might be no. I poked at my salad. "No, I don't think so. Were you