I have gone through so much humiliation to get into this prestigious fraternity, but none of that can compare with what I had to endure on what they called "hell night".
Dave and Sully marched me down the hall, each holding me by my arms. They brought me to the end of the hall and stood me in front of a door labeled "The Room". I shook a bit as I wondered what I was to endure.
The door opened, and a man in a robe with a covered face greeted me. All three guys walked me toward a king-sized bed with straps. I saw the paddle I had made weeks ago standing in the corner of the room. My thoughts were that I was to be strapped face down and paddled and forced to say "Thank you, may I please have some more." but they strapped me facing up, which concerned me because that would mean that I might be paddled on my chest or legs which might be much more painful.
I was still wearing my running outfit when they strapped me down to the bed. I could feel the straps digging into my skin as I struggled to keep my composure. The anticipation of what was to come sent a shiver down my spine, and I couldn't help but wonder how much more intense this experience would be than I had initially imagined.
After ensuring I was secure, the three guys stood staring at me and then started to remove my running shoes and socks. I felt vulnerable as the warm air of the room hit my bare feet. I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself as their eyes lingered on me, a mixture of excitement and apprehension swirling within me. The moment felt surreal, and I realized that I was about to embark on an adventure that would push me far beyond my comfort zone.
Suddenly I felt a sensation on the soles of my feet. It was like my feet were being raked. No matter how hard I tried to hold it, I erupted in loud unwanted laughter. The unexpected tickling sensation sent me into a fit, and I glanced down to see the two guys tickling my feet. They were grinning from ear to ear, clearly enjoying my reaction. "Welcome to the adventure!" one of them exclaimed, as they continued their merciless assault, and I couldn't help but wonder what other surprises lay ahead on this journey.
"No, please don't!" I screamed in between fits of laughter. "Just you wait," the other guy chuckled, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "This is only the beginning of the fun we have planned for you!" I braced myself for whatever came next, my heart racing with trepidation. As they exchanged knowing glances, I realized that this torment would be unlike anything I had ever experienced before.
They tickled my feet harder and faster forcing more laughter and screams out of me. I struggled to catch my breath, every giggle only fueling their excitement. Just when I thought I might escape, they leaned in closer, whispering teasingly about their next move, igniting a dread within me.
After checking the straps that held me firmly to the bed Both Sully and Dave went back to the end of the bed and continued the relentless tickle attack on my feet. I tried hard to hold back the laughter that bubbled up inside me, but it was impossible. Each touch sent waves of sensation coursing through my body, and despite my desperate attempts to maintain composure, I couldn't help but erupt into fits of uncontrollable giggles.
All of a sudden, the room that was filled with deafening laughter now added moaning and groaning to the mix as I saw both Sully and Dave passionately licking my feet and sucking at my toes. I was taken aback by the unexpected intensity of the moment, my laughter mingling with an unfamiliar thrill. Just when I thought it couldn't get any more outrageous, I felt a rush of warmth as the playful chaos continued, leaving me both bewildered and aroused. The unexpected sensations sent shivers up my spine, and I couldn't help but burst into another fit of giggles. The bizarre scene unfolded around me, blurring the lines between humor and desire as the atmosphere crackled with a wild energy that I never anticipated.
The tickling and licking of my feet was becoming unbearable, forcing me to laugh and moan at the same time, when I heard one of the guys whisper, "You like this, don't you Albert?" I silently nodded, "No!" but my body betrayed me, arching instinctively toward the sensations. The laughter spilled from my lips uncontrollably, and I was caught in a whirlwind of confusion, torn between the embarrassment of being discovered and the sheer electrifying thrill of the moment. I was embarrassed because my dick felt harder than a rock.
Never in a million years would I ever have imagined being bound to a bed and having my bare feet tickled and licked by 2 guys while another guy watched. I looked over at the hooded man and saw that he was, to my dread, staring at my crotch. I shuddered at the thought of what he might have in mind. He headed for a box in the corner of the room and pulled out a long, stiff feather. As he waved it teasingly in the air, a mischievous grin spread across his face, and I couldn't help but feel a mix of curiosity and apprehension. "What are you planning to do with that?" I yelled, my voice barely audible with the laughter and moaning from the tickling and licking on my sensitive soles. He paused, his eyes sparkling with playful intent. "Just a little fun," he replied, inching closer, the feather dancing through the air as if it had a mind of its own, ready to unleash a flurry of sensations I could only imagine. Then, to my horror, he began to unzip my pants.
I struggled vigorously as the hooded man pulled my pants down as far as they could go, exposing my underwear. "You have a little pre-cum stain on your underwear," he said, with a smirk on his face. I closed my eyes and looked away from him, laughter and moaning still escaping out of my mouth.
My eyes opened wide when I felt the hooded man pull my underwear down exposing my throbbing hard cock. He held the long stiff feather just above my cock. "No please don't!" I screamed, and then I felt the feather dancing up and down my shaft. It was a perfect storm of tickling sensation, with my soles raked and licked and my cock lightly brushed with a stiff red feather. A mixture of laughter and moans of pleasure erupted from me. I felt like the torment and the embarrassment of the pleasure I was feeling could not get any worse.
The torment then suddenly stopped. All three men converged at the corner of the room and appeared to discuss something. I hoped that this was all over and they were letting me go. They came back to where they were before, with Dave and Sully at the foot of the bed and the hooded man at my side. The hooded man pulled his hood down and I was shocked and elated see that it was my best friend Carl. Oh thank goodness it's you," I said, a bit relieved, but the relief was short-lived.
Carl gestured at Dave and Sully to go ahead and suck on my toes. I squirmed and moaned once again, shut my eyes, and instead of the feather, I felt warm hands on my cock. I opened my eyes and looked at Carl smiling while slowly jerking me off. "Please don't do this to me," I softly moaned at Carl, trying hard to hide the extreme pleasure that I was feeling. I was torn between wanting him to stop and wanting him to continue.
Carl stroked my cock ever so teasingly slow and taunted me. "Is this teasing you?" he said while grinning. With my eyes shut, I softly said, "no", still trying desperately to hide the pleasure that this was giving me. I could feel the warmth spreading through me, a sweet ache that I couldn't deny. Each moment felt like a delicious secret, one I was not quite ready to share.
Carl's slow teasing and Dave and Sully's mixture of foot tickling and toe sucking was becoming intolerable , yet exhilarating all at once. I bit my lip in a feeble attempt to hold my laughter and moans of pleasure, but the desire to lean into the sensations was overtaking my senses.
Suddenly the tickling stopped, but Carl's slow and deliberate stroking of my cock continued. "Do you want me to stop teasing you?" he said with a smirk, his eyes glinting with mischief. The question hung in the air, heavy with unspoken tension. I did not respond and the extremely slow stroking continued, causing more moans and groans forced out of me.
Finally, I could not take it any longer, "Please stop it, stop teasing me!" I cried out.
The stroking continued at a slow and deliberate pace, I shut my eyes and then I let out a roaring yelp. I looked over at Carl and saw his lips wrap around the tip of my cock. "Please do it, do it, suck me off please!" I yelled.
Once I begged him, Carl obliged and devoured my cock, lovingly licking and sucking while also stroking. My orgasm came swiftly and stronger than ever. I screamed with an emotional pleasure I had never felt.
After I came, Carl grabbed a towel, cleaned me and motioned for Sully and Dave to go back to my feet and start tickling again. "No please no!" I yelled coupled with laughter. It felt like my feet were more ticklish than ever. The tickling seemed to last forever until it finally stopped.
They unstrapped me from the bed, helped me pull my underwear and pants up and put a robe on me. "Congratulations, you are now our fraternity brother." said Carl.
The strange initiation was over.
Dave and Sully marched me down the hall, each holding me by my arms. They brought me to the end of the hall and stood me in front of a door labeled "The Room". I shook a bit as I wondered what I was to endure.
The door opened, and a man in a robe with a covered face greeted me. All three guys walked me toward a king-sized bed with straps. I saw the paddle I had made weeks ago standing in the corner of the room. My thoughts were that I was to be strapped face down and paddled and forced to say "Thank you, may I please have some more." but they strapped me facing up, which concerned me because that would mean that I might be paddled on my chest or legs which might be much more painful.
I was still wearing my running outfit when they strapped me down to the bed. I could feel the straps digging into my skin as I struggled to keep my composure. The anticipation of what was to come sent a shiver down my spine, and I couldn't help but wonder how much more intense this experience would be than I had initially imagined.
After ensuring I was secure, the three guys stood staring at me and then started to remove my running shoes and socks. I felt vulnerable as the warm air of the room hit my bare feet. I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself as their eyes lingered on me, a mixture of excitement and apprehension swirling within me. The moment felt surreal, and I realized that I was about to embark on an adventure that would push me far beyond my comfort zone.
Suddenly I felt a sensation on the soles of my feet. It was like my feet were being raked. No matter how hard I tried to hold it, I erupted in loud unwanted laughter. The unexpected tickling sensation sent me into a fit, and I glanced down to see the two guys tickling my feet. They were grinning from ear to ear, clearly enjoying my reaction. "Welcome to the adventure!" one of them exclaimed, as they continued their merciless assault, and I couldn't help but wonder what other surprises lay ahead on this journey.
"No, please don't!" I screamed in between fits of laughter. "Just you wait," the other guy chuckled, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "This is only the beginning of the fun we have planned for you!" I braced myself for whatever came next, my heart racing with trepidation. As they exchanged knowing glances, I realized that this torment would be unlike anything I had ever experienced before.
They tickled my feet harder and faster forcing more laughter and screams out of me. I struggled to catch my breath, every giggle only fueling their excitement. Just when I thought I might escape, they leaned in closer, whispering teasingly about their next move, igniting a dread within me.
After checking the straps that held me firmly to the bed Both Sully and Dave went back to the end of the bed and continued the relentless tickle attack on my feet. I tried hard to hold back the laughter that bubbled up inside me, but it was impossible. Each touch sent waves of sensation coursing through my body, and despite my desperate attempts to maintain composure, I couldn't help but erupt into fits of uncontrollable giggles.
All of a sudden, the room that was filled with deafening laughter now added moaning and groaning to the mix as I saw both Sully and Dave passionately licking my feet and sucking at my toes. I was taken aback by the unexpected intensity of the moment, my laughter mingling with an unfamiliar thrill. Just when I thought it couldn't get any more outrageous, I felt a rush of warmth as the playful chaos continued, leaving me both bewildered and aroused. The unexpected sensations sent shivers up my spine, and I couldn't help but burst into another fit of giggles. The bizarre scene unfolded around me, blurring the lines between humor and desire as the atmosphere crackled with a wild energy that I never anticipated.
The tickling and licking of my feet was becoming unbearable, forcing me to laugh and moan at the same time, when I heard one of the guys whisper, "You like this, don't you Albert?" I silently nodded, "No!" but my body betrayed me, arching instinctively toward the sensations. The laughter spilled from my lips uncontrollably, and I was caught in a whirlwind of confusion, torn between the embarrassment of being discovered and the sheer electrifying thrill of the moment. I was embarrassed because my dick felt harder than a rock.
Never in a million years would I ever have imagined being bound to a bed and having my bare feet tickled and licked by 2 guys while another guy watched. I looked over at the hooded man and saw that he was, to my dread, staring at my crotch. I shuddered at the thought of what he might have in mind. He headed for a box in the corner of the room and pulled out a long, stiff feather. As he waved it teasingly in the air, a mischievous grin spread across his face, and I couldn't help but feel a mix of curiosity and apprehension. "What are you planning to do with that?" I yelled, my voice barely audible with the laughter and moaning from the tickling and licking on my sensitive soles. He paused, his eyes sparkling with playful intent. "Just a little fun," he replied, inching closer, the feather dancing through the air as if it had a mind of its own, ready to unleash a flurry of sensations I could only imagine. Then, to my horror, he began to unzip my pants.
I struggled vigorously as the hooded man pulled my pants down as far as they could go, exposing my underwear. "You have a little pre-cum stain on your underwear," he said, with a smirk on his face. I closed my eyes and looked away from him, laughter and moaning still escaping out of my mouth.
My eyes opened wide when I felt the hooded man pull my underwear down exposing my throbbing hard cock. He held the long stiff feather just above my cock. "No please don't!" I screamed, and then I felt the feather dancing up and down my shaft. It was a perfect storm of tickling sensation, with my soles raked and licked and my cock lightly brushed with a stiff red feather. A mixture of laughter and moans of pleasure erupted from me. I felt like the torment and the embarrassment of the pleasure I was feeling could not get any worse.
The torment then suddenly stopped. All three men converged at the corner of the room and appeared to discuss something. I hoped that this was all over and they were letting me go. They came back to where they were before, with Dave and Sully at the foot of the bed and the hooded man at my side. The hooded man pulled his hood down and I was shocked and elated see that it was my best friend Carl. Oh thank goodness it's you," I said, a bit relieved, but the relief was short-lived.
Carl gestured at Dave and Sully to go ahead and suck on my toes. I squirmed and moaned once again, shut my eyes, and instead of the feather, I felt warm hands on my cock. I opened my eyes and looked at Carl smiling while slowly jerking me off. "Please don't do this to me," I softly moaned at Carl, trying hard to hide the extreme pleasure that I was feeling. I was torn between wanting him to stop and wanting him to continue.
Carl stroked my cock ever so teasingly slow and taunted me. "Is this teasing you?" he said while grinning. With my eyes shut, I softly said, "no", still trying desperately to hide the pleasure that this was giving me. I could feel the warmth spreading through me, a sweet ache that I couldn't deny. Each moment felt like a delicious secret, one I was not quite ready to share.
Carl's slow teasing and Dave and Sully's mixture of foot tickling and toe sucking was becoming intolerable , yet exhilarating all at once. I bit my lip in a feeble attempt to hold my laughter and moans of pleasure, but the desire to lean into the sensations was overtaking my senses.
Suddenly the tickling stopped, but Carl's slow and deliberate stroking of my cock continued. "Do you want me to stop teasing you?" he said with a smirk, his eyes glinting with mischief. The question hung in the air, heavy with unspoken tension. I did not respond and the extremely slow stroking continued, causing more moans and groans forced out of me.
Finally, I could not take it any longer, "Please stop it, stop teasing me!" I cried out.
The stroking continued at a slow and deliberate pace, I shut my eyes and then I let out a roaring yelp. I looked over at Carl and saw his lips wrap around the tip of my cock. "Please do it, do it, suck me off please!" I yelled.
Once I begged him, Carl obliged and devoured my cock, lovingly licking and sucking while also stroking. My orgasm came swiftly and stronger than ever. I screamed with an emotional pleasure I had never felt.
After I came, Carl grabbed a towel, cleaned me and motioned for Sully and Dave to go back to my feet and start tickling again. "No please no!" I yelled coupled with laughter. It felt like my feet were more ticklish than ever. The tickling seemed to last forever until it finally stopped.
They unstrapped me from the bed, helped me pull my underwear and pants up and put a robe on me. "Congratulations, you are now our fraternity brother." said Carl.
The strange initiation was over.
