M4F Rush Week (non-con)

I’m exhausted, but confident as Rush Week closes in on Friday evening. Like my father and grandfather, I’m pledging Sigma Alpha Epsilon at a prestigious southern university. Everyone in the fraternity is, like me, descended from bankers and business leaders. Tonight there is party at Kappa Delta, our sister sorority. All I know is that I am still being judged for admission, as are all the KD pledges. Rumor has it that the pussy will flow freely tonight.

A few hours into the party I’m a little buzzed, and I’ve had some promising gropes of KD pledges that suggest good times may be had later in the evening. One of the Rush captains takes me aside and leads me to the basement of the sorority house. He tells me that this is the most important test of my Rush Week. I’m told that shortly I will strip naked and then step through the door before me. Once I enter the adjacent room the door will lock. I can stay in the room for as long or short a time as I want, but everything I do will be observed by a judge called The Adjudicator. Once I am ready, I can leave the room by a different door, where I will meet The Adjudicator who will inform me of how I have been judged. Based on the assessment, The Adjudicator will determine how I will be treated for the rest of the weekend. Regardless of outcome, everything I do, or is done to me, will be controlled by The Adjudicator until Monday morning. I gulp, nod that I understand, and then strip off all my clothing and step through the door.

I smile as I see the treat that awaits me. In the center of the modest-sized room is a very well built young woman strapped to a leather bench in the most compromising position possible. Her legs are splayed apart and pulled up, exposing both her cunt and ass. Her full breasts wobble as she struggles against the leather straps that hold her down, and her mouth is conveniently gagged with a ring gag. The straps are fastened with simple buckles, that would be easy to release, but her hands can’t reach the buckles, so she is helpless. She can utter guttural screams, or groans, but cannot form words, and the ring gag is large enough to accommodate even my substantial cock. She is not drugged. The look in her eyes express fear as she sees my rapidly hardening cock. I flatter myself that it is the size of my member that intimidates her. A gentleman never tells, so I won’t bore you with every detail. Let’s just leave it at I spend the next few hours very thoroughly fucking her. Every hole is serviced. When I am done, cum is dripping from her cunt and ass and drooling from the corners of her mouth. She started out screaming in terror each time I entered her, but finished the evening simply whimpering with resignation.

Of course, I am a mess, but fortunately, there is a sink in the room, so I wash myself up and make myself as presentable as possible. I feel pretty good about my performance. Whomever The Adjudicator is will, I’m sure, appreciate the powerful display of sexual prowess I just exhibited. Cleaned up, but still completely nude, I step through the only unlocked door to receive my judgement from The Adjudicator

Alright Ms. Adjudicator, what are you going to do with a cocky entitled frat-boy?