The good thing about hindsight is how clear it is. The wrong thing is you don’t have to go back doing things differently. Now that I graduated from college, I had time to think about the things of my year and one thing in particular that I could do differently.
I wasn’t your student. When I graduated from high school, I decided not to go to college right away. Instead, I joined the army. My parents were not satisfied with this decision and announced that if I had decided to go to college, I should pay myself. The G.I. bill would take care of it once it came out of the army. But the whole question of money became awkward when a plane crash took my parents away a few months before I was released at the end of my second enrolment.
So, instead of being 18 or 19, like most others, I was 25. I moved to the city near college a few months before the beginning of the school year and had even managed to date a junior. Anna was in biochemistry and in addition to being very intelligent, she was great and very beautiful. I’m on average, 5'8" and thin. I was a runner before I enlisted and being in the army made me even more. One of the things I liked to date Anna was that she was dating her way of wearing apartments so that we could dance the cheek and look in the eyes.
Anna was very active in her sorority, Omega Omega Pi and she encouraged me to find a brotherhood and join it. I was not interested and I tried to explain to him during lunch an afternoon just before the start of the registration.
“I know you think this whole Greek thing is really great, but I’m too old for these games. I don’t want to be spoiled and I’ve been through all the male bond I need in this life.” “But it would be so fun if you were engaged.” “Sorry sweetie, I’m not pledging a fraternity.” It was a painful point, but we erased it pretty quickly. If there were joint parties, she’d take me for her appointment or leave alone.
The registration had been quite easy and I found myself enrolled in a full course load. Having been out of the academic environment for six years made it difficult to return to the swing of things. I felt a little out of place, as almost all my classmates were 18 and 19. But I knew that the self-discipline I had learned in the army would carry me to graduation.
The first weekend I was hoping to spend a lot of my free time with Anna, but she was involved in Omega Pi’s pledge class. We managed to sneak out late Sunday night.
“I missed Anna.” “I missed you too, Don, but I have no choice. I’m the gages class manager this year and that means I have to be involved in all activities.” “How long will this gage thing last?” Three more weeks. Then we’ll have our traditional weekend rituals and everything will be over, and I’m back to you." “Three whole weeks?” “Yep”. “It sucks, Anna. I guess if I wanted to spend more time with you, I should have hired you in your sororority and not that fraternity you wanted me to join.” Anna laughed. “I don’t think you’d like the hazing we’re doing at Omega Pi. It starts this weekend and takes place for three whole weeks.” I had no choice. I quit to spend most of the next few weeks alone with my homework. And that’s how it could have ended, if I had been smart enough to avoid temptation.
But the next Friday night, after a few beers in a local pub, I started missing Anna. I was also curious to see how wild these damaged rituals were. I decided to go pee. If I hadn’t been in the army, I wouldn’t have trusted my ability to spy on the noise. But I was an airborne Ranger and I was well trained in the “neaking and peeking” arts. So I came home, changed into black clothes and started my recognition of Omega Pi’s house.
I did a tour in a wooded area in the back of the Omega house Pi, then I used the trees to cover, I sunk on the building. It took a while. Unlike what you’ve seen in the movies, a furious recognition takes a lot of time. It took me more than an hour to reach the point of view I wanted. I was standing by a window, hidden behind a bush. I looked, but it wasn’t the promise room. It was just girls who slept. I moved to another window.
Paydirt! Anna said there were only five girls in the promise class. They wanted eight, but a girl had decided to commit elsewhere. There, in a large room, there were seven girls. I guess they found two other promises and they were just a short now of their goal. They were naked and surprised, they were held captives against the distant wall, bound by huts to their wrists and ankles. Four members of the Sorority, including Anna, were sitting around a circle drawn in the ground, and they sang. There were candles and it all looked like a scene of a movie I saw in the post theatre in Germany.
All of a sudden, I was plunged from my hiding place and I found myself lying on the floor. Two women were standing on me. I figured if I was caught, I could disable one of the women long enough to escape. I took a combat position, but to my surprise, both laughed. One of them made me jump from the dust and I felt dizzy. They then overloaded me and drove me into the room where the promises were naked against the wall.
Anna was shocked to see me there. How did he get here? “He was outside, spying on the ritual.” How much did he see? “We don’t know.” I tried to talk, but I couldn’t say a sound. A side effect of what they used to surpass me. “Well, Anna, it’s your male, so you can decide what we’ll do with him.” Anna smiled. “I am open to suggestions, ladies. Does anyone have any ideas?” One of the commitments made a statement. “Master Anna, if he wants to see how the promises are committed to sororority, maybe he should be able to experience it himself.” “An excellent suggestion, Pledge Margaret. I will place this year’s promise class in charge of preparing our new promise for its initiation rituals.” “Master Anna, isn’t it for her initiation?” “You’re right, Pledge Margaret. Take her upstairs and prepare her. You are released and have two hours to complete your new mission.”
With this, the ploughs that bind the promises to the wall open. Maybe someone was standing next to a switch and pushed him to release them. I wasn’t sure what it was, a little blurred about that powder. Margaret and another gage came to take my arms and brought me out of the room and climb the stairs.
The seven girls took me to a bathroom and after erased my clothes, started shaving my body’s hair. When I was completely shaved under my neck, except for a triangular patch around my dick, they plunged me into a bath full of scented water. I was still powerless to resist. They washed my hair with a very soft shampoo. After wet for an hour, they dried me.
I was taken to a room and they sat on a bed. One of them started polishing my nails the same bright red color they seemed to wear. I had not noticed this little detail about all the commitments so far. While one did this, another put makeup on my face and another tried to sty my hair. While I had let him grow longer since the army came out, he was still short enough. She finally abandoned and went to another room. She came back a while later with a wig she put on my head. Finally, the promises brought me down the stairs and into the promise room, where I was hanging on the wall with the other seven girls.
Anna talked about a voice I’ve never heard. It was powerful, hypnotic, almost different. “Because there’s a new gift, the rest of the ritual tonight is suspended. The eight of you will stay here throughout the night in servitude to the supreme force, offering worship. One of you will teach the new promise how she should do the songs with you. We’ll be back in the morning.”
I didn’t recognize or understand the words in the song. But I learned them and the rhythm of singing fast enough, and we sang. All night. Finally, the sun rose in the morning and Anna and two other girls returned to the room. One of them showed me. I didn’t realize it until she pointed out on my crotch, but somehow, during the night, I would be erected. Anna didn’t look happy and she went to me and touched my erection slightly with a finger. He fell down.
Girls, you can stop singing. With that, silence fell on the room. It’s been a long time. Anna continued. “Pledge Margaret. Take the new promise with you, and prepare it for our breakfast this morning. I want her dressed like you. Quick.”
Anna and the other two left without a word. Margaret grabbed me by the arm and brought me back to her room. “Let’s go, we don’t want to be late for breakfast.” To my surprise, my body worked, but I didn’t resist him. In her room, Margaret started shooting clothes from dressers and closets. Quickly, the bed was covered with clothes. She dressed first, as I avoided my eyes. Then she dressed me in her clothes. I was still a little upset, but it didn’t stop her. She dressed me as easily as I was a newborn.
Panties, black tights, a bra, a black knit skirt, a ribbed t-shirt and a sweater on it. She pulled shoes with three-inch heels on my feet and pulled the strap as tight as it would go. “In this way, you will not be tempted to slip your shoes. Let’s go.”