Sororities: Sigma Epsilon Xi: The 24 Hour Egg

The night was brisk and clear as the two girls made their way down Avenue C toward the main campus. Despite the balmy evening, very few people were around and Samantha spent several minutes asking more questions about the Sorority. Kristen did her best to answer and the time went quickly. Before Sam knew it, they were standing on the sidewalk in front of the Science Building.

"Hold up here a moment, Samantha." Kristen said quietly, eyeing two boys who were sitting on the concrete bench that surrounded the lily pond. Sam halted, her eyes narrowing suspiciously as Kristen dug for a moment in her purse. Sam watched as the junior girl seemed to find what she was looking for.

Sam quivered for a second, her face draining of color as the vibrations of the sex toy inside her immediately began to tantalize her. Her fingers clenched into tight fists as she fought for control. She gave a single glare to Kristen, but the look on the older girl's face was enough to quail any thoughts of objection. She bit her lip, trying to steady herself.

"Hey? Are you okay?" One of the boys said. Both boys had been watching them closely as boys are wont to do.

Samantha nodded. "Yeah. I'm fine. Thanks for asking." She said, her body still trembling, her thighs seeming to want to spasm.

Kristen grinned. "Come on. We have to go by the Student Union before I take you back to your dorm room."

Samantha grasped Kristen's arm, her voice a concerned whisper. "Sister Kristen! I can't walk with this thing on!" Sam's face was a carefully controlled mask, hiding the intense sexual stress she was feeling. "I can barely hide what its doing right now! I can't!"

"You have too." Kristen shrugged her shoulders. "Either you walk, or you can stay here." Her eyes narrowed. "Do you need a little push to get you moving?" Kristen cocked her head.

Samantha closed her eyes. Her entire body seemed to be centered in the deep well between her legs. Her sex churned with desire and need which spread out to each limb, crying out her desperation. She hesitated too long, finding the courage to take a step, when suddenly she felt the egg inside her leap, ramming upward as if she had just impaled herself on the punishment phallus.

"Ahhhh..." Samantha said, her body jerking forward. Her hands immediately went to her loins, but she regained control, looking fearfully at the two boys who couldn't understand her reactions. She turned to look at Kristen, whose hand was still buried in her purse. Samantha nodded.

"Okay, I'm ready to walk." She said, her voice hard and strained.

"Good. I thought you might be ready." Kristen replied.

Together, the two girls again moved onward, crossing Avenue C and moving down one of the side roads until they hit the main mall of the campus. To Samantha, it was a difficult walk. The movement of the egg inside her only heightened her sexual need, and Kristen's repeated pressing of the thumper button had her jumping every few yards. By the time they reached the eagle statue Samantha could feel her juices flowing, a tiny trickle that seemed to be leaking down her leg.

She clutched Kristen's arm. "Oh God, please Kristen. I can't walk through there in the light!"

Kristen chuckled. "Nonsense." Her eyes grew speculative. "You know how to play pool right?"

Samantha was surprised at the question, caught off guard. "Pool? Yes. I know how to play."

"Good. Let's go play a few rounds." Kristen said. She grabbed hold of Samantha's arm and pulled her into the student union.

It only took a few minutes to walk down the grand staircase and enter the game room. Tuesday night was quiet with only one other table occupied, by two freshman boys who were pretending not to notice the two girls. Kristen ordered up a table on the far side, right next to the two boys, much to Samantha's consternation.

"Come on, Sam. Pick out a cue stick." Kristen said. Sam looked up, trying to concentrate through the buzzing. Suddenly the sensation stopped and Sam turned, seeing Kristen remove her hand from her purse. Samantha smiled a look of appreciation and choose out a stick.

Kristen shrugged. "I didn't think it would be fair." Sam gave a slight chuckle, her body still sensitive from the walk.

Samantha let Kristen break and in moments the game was on. The clatter of balls, the occasional laugh, and Samantha felt the stirrings of comradeship beyond the sexual fetishes of Sigma Epsilon Xi. Kristen barely won, sinking the eight ball a moment before Sam had the opportunity.

The boys however, were certainly not doing so well. With most of their attention focused on the plaid knee length skirt Samantha wore, along with Kristen's black mini, not to mention deep wells of cleavage from the halter tops both girls wore, their playing was atrocious.

Kristen winked at Samantha. "Let's have some fun." Sam watched as Kristen sauntered over to the boy's table.

"Hey guys. How's the game?"

One of the boys smiled, his face a mask of confidence. "We're doing good. And you two?"

Kristen shrugged. "We're feeling the need for a challenge." She said. The second boy laughed. "Well you came to the right place...Let's rack up the balls." He said. Kristen nodded but held up her hand.

"Well, there has to be some risk involved, otherwise, it's just a game." She said, her eyes glittering.

The boys looked at her quizzically. "Oh. You want to wager?" Kristen nodded. The boy shrugged. "Sure. I can put a twenty down on the game. What about you Chris?" The other boy nodded. "Yeah, I can handle a twenty, Mike."

Mike looked back at Kristen. "Can you cover a twenty dollar wager?" He asked.

Kristen frowned. "Actually no. We don't have any money." She snapped her fingers and smiled. "How about this? You play Samantha the first game, and if she loses, she'll sit in the chair there with her skirt around her waist and her legs spread wide through my entire game with Chris for your money and his. If I lose, then we will give both of you blow jobs."

The boys looked astonished, but their expressions didn't match the one on Samantha's face. Just as she was about to object she caught Kristen's glance and immediately quieted.

"Well..." Mike said.

"She isn't wearing panties." Kristen said with an evil grin. Samantha blushed scarlet as both freshman boys stared at her.

"You aren't wearing panties?" Mike asked. Samantha hung her head and shook it.

"Whoa...okay. You've got yourself a deal." He opened his wallet and laid a twenty dollar bill on the side of the table.

Kristen smiled and motioned Samantha forward. "Kick his ass, girl." She said.

Samantha rolled her eyes, totally humiliated to be held up as the rewards for a wager. She bent down and prepared to break when suddenly she felt the vibrations of the egg start once more. She gasped and straightened. Her eyes misted.

"Hey. Are you okay?" Mike asked, staring at her.

It was a repeat of the question posed to her earlier and she nodded. She turned and looked at Kristen who sat in the chair, her hand holding the remote in plain sight. Samantha bit her lip and concentrated, returning her attention to the break. With a flash her cue stick moved and struck the cue ball, sending it smashing into the other balls which ricocheted around the table.

As Mike moved next to her he paused, looking confused. For a moment he stared at her then shook his head, turning his eye to the table. His shot was right on and he sunk a striped ball. For the next few minutes he moved around the table, concentrating as three more balls followed the first.

As Samantha moved up, she felt the vibrations stop again. With a dirty look at Kristen, she lined up her sights and proceeded to shoot. Kristen let her without interruption and she quickly matched Mike's shots, finally missing a pocket on the fifth ball. As soon as she stepped away from the table she felt the mashing thud of the thumper. She let out a startled cry and slammed her thighs together.

"What's wrong with you?" Mike asked, clearly disturbed at Samantha's antics. He watched as Sam's hands seemed to press hard against her waist.

"Uh...nothing. I'm fine. Are you going to shoot?" She asked. Mike shook his head, and giving a deep sigh of exasperation, he turned back to the table. Samantha stood watching in desperation as he proceeded to sink three more balls. To her relief, he placed himself in an impossible position to sink the eight and he turned the table over to her.

Samantha turned and gave Kristen a deep stare, trying to understand the motives the junior possessed in humiliating her. Was the bet just a front? Why had Kristen turned on the vibrator when she was making her first shot? Samantha took a deep breath and decided that she would accept whatever Kristen felt necessary to inflict upon her, be it humiliation or sexual stimulation. Sam bent over the table and took her shot.

With a clunk the ball went into the pocket, allowing Sam to take up the next shot. As she bent over to sight down the cue stick, the vibrator went into over time, buzzing madly inside her. She moaned, closing her eyes and Mike who was beside her reached out to her.

"You're not okay. Even I can tell that. Are you sick?" He looked at her face and the paused once more. "There it is again. I can hear it. Some sort of buzzing." He glanced at Kristen who grinned and nodded.

"What the hell is that?" He asked. He bent over at the waist, trying to figure out where the sound was coming from. Slowly he dropped down, until his head was even with Samantha's skirt. He rose, his face astonished.

"You've got a vibrator inside you don't you!" He demanded.

Sam flushed scarlet, nodding.

"What the fuck!" He shook his head. "Man, you girls are wacked."

"Take the shot Samantha." Kristen said.

Samantha struggled, trying to concentrate as she once more bent over the table. Kristen had turned the vibrator up to its maximum setting and it was everything Samantha could do to even move the stick. She struck the cue ball at an angle and it caromed off the edge of the table, missing the eight ball by a mile. Mike smiled. Within moments he had sighted his stick at the cue ball, and with a click he rammed the black ball into the pocket.

Sam stared at Kristen who grinned in satisfaction. The junior girl nodded, tilting her head toward the chair against the wall. Dumbfounded, Sam moved over to the chair and sat down in it. She knew Kristen's expectations, and she spread her legs wide to the opposite sides of the seat. Her little plaid skirt had already ridden up and with only a little effort the two boys would have been treated to the shadowy sight of her pink flushed pussy. But once more, her desire to please Kristen overrode her dignity. Her trembling fingers pulled the hem of her skirt up to her waist and both boys stared down at the pulsing lips of her sex.

"That is fucking awesome." Mike whispered, his eyes glued to Samantha's body.

"Well, stare all you want." Kristen said as she started to rack the balls for her game with Chris.

Kristen let Chris break, but smiled as she noticed that every other moment his head was turned toward Samantha. The two twenty dollar bills lay on the side of the table and she took her turn, knocking in the first ball of the game.

It was a rout. Kristen made short work of the table, Sam's humiliation distracting Chris enough that his shots went wide. But after realizing he was going to lose, he tried to buckle down. During Chris next shot, Kristen reached over to her purse just as he was about to slam the stick into the cue ball and pressed the remote.

"Ughhhhhh!" Sam voice came on cue, her hands going to her groin. Her legs shot outward and then closed in front of her and a look of shock and pain etched itself across her face. Chris' shot went wide, striking one of Kristen's balls and setting up an easy play.

Mike looked concerned and went to Samantha, placing a hand on her shoulder as her she tried to gain control.

"Are you okay?" He asked again. Samantha nodded. "I-I'm sorry. I'm just not used to handling stuff like this."

Suddenly Mike stiffened. "This is some sort of pledge hazing, isn't it?" He glared at Kristen who was bent over the table, her short little mini skirt showing off the bottom curve of her buttocks. With a grin she knocked another ball into the pocket.

"What sorority are ya'll with?" he asked. Kristen looked up.

"None of your beeswax." She knocked another ball in, leaving only one more ball before the eight.

Mike looked concerned and he turned toward Samantha. "Look, I hope you know that hazing isn't allowed. It's illegal and the sorority can loose their charter with the school if they do it. You don't have to accept this."

Kristen sighed. Another white knight. "Samantha? Feel free to refuse my orders. You know the consequences though." Kristen sighted again and hammered the next ball home.

Samantha looked at Mike with a soft smile, her body finally calm from the electrical shock Kristen had delivered. "I appreciate your kindness, but I'm fine, really." Sam spread her legs again and once more the boys' eyes were buried between them. Sam felt the warm wetness of desire and need flood through her and for a moment, she wished that Kristen would loose.

But that was not to be. With a final flick of the cue stick, the eight ball landed in a corner pocket and Kristen delightedly pulled the two twenties off the table.

"Well gentlemen, that was certainly a lot of fun. Come on Sam, lets head back to the dorm." Sam nodded and stood up, the vibrator still buzzing inside her. She immediately followed Kristen past the dazed freshmen and together they left the University game room.

"Um Kristen? Do I need to call the sorority house? You gave me a shock." Sam asked softly as they exited the building.

Kristen shook her head. "No. I was right there and I know you had the egg inside you. If you can see me, then you can report it directly to me." She gave Sam a smile. "These remotes are good for about seventy feet, so you can turn it on when someone is in a classroom or a dorm room and you may not be able to see them."

Kristen shook her head. "Last year, one of Tami and Calli's favorite things to do to me was make me wear one of the eggs, but for days at a time. On the hour, every hour I got shocked. They were like clockwork, enough so that I would find an out of the way bench to sit on right before the shock struck. Now that was cruel."

"It was? It doesn't sound so bad." Sam said.

"It was cruel because I was late to every class." Kristen said with a grin. "You seem to be handling the vibrations a little better."

Samantha nodded. "I had a tiny orgasm while you were playing pool, right when you shocked me."

Kristen looked intrigued. "Was it being exposed in front of those boys? Or having the shock?"

Samantha blushed. "Being exposed brought me to it, but the shock made it happen."

Kristen's eyes widened. "Oh my. Samantha! You are all full of surprises! First we discover your love for pain, and now for humiliation! Delicious! A pain and humiliation slut! Calli would have loved you!" She leaned over. "Unbutton your blouse all the way! Just leave it open for the rest of our walk"

The color flushed away from Samantha's face in an instant. The thought of entering the dorm hall, the white flash of skin from her neck to her belly exposed, her lack of a bra, combined with the still continuing vibrations between her legs sent another tiny orgasm through her. Her mouth parted in a small gasp and her fingers fumbled at the buttons of her shirt. It took a moment, but then she stood in front of Kristen, her shirt open to the waist, at risk of a stiff breeze blowing it aside to expose her still tender and pink breasts.

Kristen smiled and leaned in close. "If it weren't for indecency laws, I'd force you to strip and walk back naked!"

There were no further close up encounters with fellow students on their way back to the dorms, but Sam flushed a deep red as they passed the admittance counter in the lobby of the dorm room. The young man stood there, his eyes wide in astonishment as Sam flashed her ID card and quickly moved up the stairs. It took only a minute or two more for Sam to make it back to her dorm room.

Sam looked sheepish. "I'd invite you in, but I'm sure my roommate..."

Kristen nodded. "I know. Soon enough we'll be sharing a room." She smiled. "And don't forget, don't take it out except to use the restroom."

Samantha nodded. "I won't." Sam hesitated a moment, then opened her mouth to speak. "Uh...Sister Kristen? I was just wondering if the egg was going to vibrate the entire night?"

Kristen laughed. "As much as I would love to inflict that upon you pledge, I know how tough it is to sleep with that thing on. Calli used to insert that thing in me and make me try to sleep too, but thankfully only on Friday and Saturday nights. In any event, I'm going to leave it on for another thirty minutes or so, then give you a breather for the night."

Samantha looked relieved. "Oh thank you. I couldn't imagine trying to sleep tonight, especially with class tomorrow."

Kristen nodded. "Well, you should still leave it in. I can guarantee that I will shock you at least once tonight."

"Shock me again?" Sam asked, her eyes widening.

"Yep. Want to make sure the egg isn't sitting on your desk. Don't worry. I'll wake you up with a thump first." The junior girl laughed and then lifted a hand, moving Samantha's still open blouse to one side, a soft lightly pink breast clearly in view. Kristen tweaked the still hard nipple.

"See ya." Kristen said, turning away and starting down the hall. Samantha sighed and rested a moment, leaning against the wall. For the last hour and a half the egg inside her had been buzzing, along with the occasional shock and thump. Her body was a riot of sensation, the ever constant vibrations, the desperate urge. It was everything Sam could do to keep from lifting her skirt and using her fingers to stimulate her own clit.

Softly, she opened her dorm room and slipped in, knowing that it would be a long night.

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