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It was a silent night, as silent as it could be for the initiation day for the various sororities and fraternities on campus. They made a habit of maintaining an eerie calm just before the madness started if only to keep the pledges nice and nervous. Melinda however was unconcerned. What could the sisters possibly do that she hadn't already endured? She had gone around town picking up trash for the obligatory service. They made her spend a near lethal amount of time in a sauna. The sisters had woken her up at odd hours of the night for three weeks straight. The long list of torments went on and on. If written down, she was certain the list would scroll all the way down the block. It seemed that her superiors spent their every waking hour studying the Spanish inquisition so that they might emulate them. She couldn't be shocked now.

She stood there clad in throw away clothes as the sisters had demanded. The oddly calm leopardess wore a battered old pair of denim shorts that hugged her perfect plump posterior quite closely which she wore while doing housework and a plain white t-shirt. The other women dressed quite similarly. The sisters took their good old time pacing about and looking them up and down with devilish grins before a bell rung and they took their places.

"Alright girls this is it! You've passed every test, suffered at our hands without the slightest reprieve, and done your duties. Tonight you officially become sisters... However, that doesn't mean we'll make it easy. Oh no. If you don't undergo this last trial you can never become a sister! You will though. Come hell or high water you will because you were oh so willing to endure our rough love. Maria, Katherine, Gina! Get down here so we can begin!" The Doberman woman said as her already devious smirk morphed into a sly grin and three rather beefy women descended the stairs behind them, a Rottweiler, a bear, and a lioness.

Melinda tilted her head as she turned to look at the three she had just called down. All three were brawny, but unmistakably female, shapely and beautiful as well. They looked as if they had stepped right of the fantasies of an undersexed fantasy author who loved to right about vicious barbarian tribes. The leopardess could not tell who was who as her Doberman superior gave no indication as to which of the women the names belonged. The three stopped right behind them and stood stock still, save for a Rottweiler who looked down at Melinda, staring into her sapphire eyes and then ran a heavy paw over her side, stroking all the way down as it reached her thigh. Melinda turned around and gasped before scooting forward. She tried to dismiss this action as the girls trying to make her uncomfortable, but it seemed undeniably sexual. She could not shake it from her mind even as one of her chief tormentors began barking out orders again.

"Okay! Here's how this is going to work! Each of you is going to come up here one at a time and endure the initiation! If you survive you will be welcomed as a sister! We'll take volunteers now, but if no one steps forward, we'll pick at random. So anyone want to offer themselves up?" There was another uncomfortable silence as they all looked at each other and contemplated stepping up. A minute or two passed before the eager dobie woman rubbed her hands together and giggled. "Oh goody! We get to chooOOse!" she said in a sing song voice.

With that the sisters began marching up and down the row, eyeing each of the pledges with hungry eyes. It felt like an hour had gone by before the Doberman stopped in front of Melinda and looked her up and down. Then without warning, she reached up grabbed one of her lovely D cups and ran her tongue over her lips." Looks like we've got our first!" she said as she pulled her over to the almost alter like set up in the middle of the room and promptly bent her over. She could hear a deep murr flowing from her canine handler as she lay over. "W-Wait! What are you-" the Doberman pressed her paw over her mouth and giggled again. "Oh don't worry... You're going to experience a Greek life classic followed by some of our more 'special' methods.'" She said as some of the other sisters surrounded the pledges and the Rottweiler woman walked up beside them. The muscular beauty leaned over to the Doberman and said "I get her after you're done right?" The Doberman just nodded in response. "Of course. I never go back on my promises."

Melinda was confused by the whole affair and was struggling to force the words out of her mouth when she felt her shorts and panties being yanked down to reveal her nude, ridiculously round, plump bottom to the others. The Rottweiler picked up a paddle which she swatted against her palm a good few times. "A spanking? That's it? You've done much worse to us all before and part of the final initiation is spanking?" Melinda began to laugh as she looked over at her. This seemed pathetic to her. After all she and the other sisters had done to the pledges, spanking seemed silly. Then she felt the first stinging swat. This was no paddle though. As strike after strike found her rump it became apparent the dobie woman was smacking her lovely ass with her bare hand. Swatting heavily at each cheek only grab roughly at the very spot she had just brought pain to. Each sound of flesh meeting flesh seemed to echo for miles in the leopardess's mind which by now was now firmly in the denial stage. Melinda yelped and mewed quite boisterously as she felt the more than toned Doberman rain strikes down on her rump. It was not long before the Doberman was smacking her thighs against her ass as if to mime sodomy. "Oh come on! You're boring me sweety. Louder!" With that the woman pressed a finger between her cheeks and began prodding her sensitive pucker.

Melinda's body tensed and her eyes widened as she felt the other woman playing with her rear entrance. A startled yelp ripped from her as the Doberman slowly inched two fingers into her backside. "Dammit! This is going to take more work than I thought my lovely. You really need to have this passage rubbed down more. Especially if you're gonna be a sister." It was not long before she scared feline could feel the digits slowly pressing and pulling back, occasionally making scissor like motions to hurry the process along. The curvy, leopardess could hardly make heads or tails of what she was experiencing. "It can't be, it can't be. Am I?..." she muttered under breath as her tormentor leaned in. "Ooooh I love this part. The one where the sweet innocent girl learns something about herself she didn't know. You should have tried something like this sooner!" The more than toned woman near yelled as she roughly rammed her fingers in at rapid pace. The other pledges were shaking, gasping, and screaming as they tried to break through the wall the others had formed behind them. However, some of them could not wait and had begun touching themselves, finding that they saw the rough treatment of the girl as having a peculiar beauty to it.

Just when the leopardess thought she was going to go mad from the sensation, the Dobie girl removed her two digits. A couple of the sisters rushed over and held Melinda by the arms. She thrashed and fidget wildly for a few minutes only to fail in her attempts to escape them. Oh but part of her did not want to run and it scared her. It was a long forgotten feeling that she had held back for years. One that had kept her locked in a introspective battle with her feelings.

"How long have you been holding this back girl? I know it's clichéd, but you keep trying to say no, though every inch of your physical being is screaming yes as if it were having a premature orgasm like a little slut. I could feel your heart, your soul begging for more. You should have done this sooner... In fact I wish I could have found you in high school and shown you the full beauty of our love. Let's face it, women are better lovers than men. You never hear any stories of men launching a thousand ships, or killing entire armies in the name of a man's love. No. Even in one of the cultures that idolized gay men, it was still a woman whose face launched a thousand ships. We are what everyone truly lusts for my dear. It's what you've always known my sweet..." The Doberman said as she leaned in and ran her tongue along Melinda's cheek. "As a part of becoming a sister, you'll have to spend a few weeks not even thinking of touching men." With that she shoved her tongue down the leopardess's throat, letting her tongue coil around hers. Melinda tried to fight it, but her armor broke when her oral muscle flicked back at her partner's eager to make a tango of a solo performance.

The kiss was broken only moments later when the Doberman drew back. "By the way love. My name is Deborah. Get used to screaming it while we join ourselves in ecstasy." With that, Deborah leap frogged over her and shoved her now naked loins against Melinda's muzzle, rubbing it in her face. "Lap at it. Drink of this communion until I release my fluids all over your pretty little face." The Doberman looked over at the Massive, Rottweiler woman who has stood idly by, almost drooling as she bore witness unto the carnal chaos. Melinda slowly began tracing her lips, taking a small taste of her sweet juices. Her actions were almost dainty until she felt a sudden pressure at her rear end and a rough pumping. The woman tried to turn her head to look at what was going on only to have her face pressed hardly into Deborah's thighs by her hand. "I love that paddle so. It's such a perfect distraction is it not Gina." She said before letting out a stream of soft moans. "Oh yes! I just like seeing the look of surprise on their face, and that moment when you shove their face where they really belong." She was ramming the unusually long paddle up Melinda's rear roughly, swiftly, and almost to the very hilt. Gina laughed all the while as she roughly groped and kneaded at her soft plump bubble butt.

The leopardess found herself stretching her mouth open almost to the point of agony as she let her tongue lap, slurp, and explore her superior's wet delicious pussy. She craved more with each passing second, and savored each gulp of her sex fluids that she made. It may as well have been ambrosia to the lovely female feline. Deborah seemed to be almost roaring with pleasure as he ground her sex against her partner's face. Melinda could feel a deep sensation growing in her as well as she began to eagerly thrust her rump back onto the handle of the paddle. There was an intense pulsing in her loins as the sexual ordeal continued and she wanted nothing more than to reach her first release.

Melinda had grown positively frenzied in her pleasured state, and she writhed wildly as he near threw herself back against the makeshift dildo and pressed her tongue in as deeply as she could until at last Deborah gushed a sea of her sweet fluids all over her muzzle and cheeks. The leopardess greeted this wave of her liquid essence with an open mouth, guzzling it as if she had found water in the middle of an unforgiving desert. It was also at this time when the sounds of the feline's own fluids could be heard dripping to the ground after an unfettered scream of desire. There was a pause in the action before Deborah flipped her on her back and straddled her thighs.

Deborah carefully lifted off her own t-shirt, exposing her body in full to all in view. Her small looking six pack. Her strong and curvy form, her firm, but plump ass, and her luscious double DD breasts all in plain sight of the women present. Melinda threw aside her façade as she gazed upon her beautiful body, purring loudly as Deborah ripped off her shirt, exposing her softer, curvy, form to all. Her chest was only half the size of the Dobermans, but that did not make her any less lovely to behold. With a flip of the hair, the dobie leaned in once more and whispered in her ear. "Now here comes my favorite part love."

With those final words, Deborah leaned in and began suckling at her willing victim's breast. She ran her tongue over a nipple a long, slow, precise motion before nipping at it and nearly making out with her tits. It was also at this moment when she began to groove her thighs against Melinda's, rubbing her pussy against hers with a soft moan. Melinda reached around to grab at Deborah's sublime ass as she began to rub back. Their bodies seemed to sway grind against each other in perfect rhythm as the gentle tribadism grew harder and harder. The Doberman threw her head back as Melinda began suckling wildly at her large breasts like a hungry cub, worshipping them with her mouth as she moved back and forth between them. Before long the two were thrashing together in ecstasy as the gentle rubbing turned into mad grinding. Between them there was a chorus of moans and pleasured howls. The Altar-like structure beneath them seemed to be beginning to shake under their frenzied love making as the two drew closer and closer to the final moment. Melinda could feel her heart bashing against her rib cage like a caged rabid animal. She had forgotten how much she desired this, and now that she remembered, she would never deny herself the superior pleasure of a woman again.

The prophecy that the Doberman had made for her came true and soon the leopardess was calling out "Deborah! Deborah!" at the top of her lungs, and within minutes there was sudden gushing as the two nearly howled out in the throes of orgasm and continued rubbing sexes for a short time after. "I...I love you... Deborah..." Melinda moaned out as the Doberman stroked her hair. "I told you my dear... In fact, you may stop seeing men altogether after you spend a few nights with me." Deborah nodded to Gina signaling that she would now be able to have her turn with the gorgeous feline. "Welcome to our little sorority sister."