<b>Karla Sufu - Dining Hall -&gt; Living Room<br/>
</b><br/>Karla grinned. She knew what was coming. She clipped a short leather leash onto the collar around Lucy's neck then gavce the woman a sharp slap on the cheek. "Naughty. Bad language will not be tolerated from pledges. For that, you are going to have to crawl into the living room. Come on, down on all fours." Another slap to the same cheek. "I know all about you, Lucille Collins, Legacy Pledge. You think because granny and mommy were both sisters and indeed both presidents, that you have an automatic right to join. Well you don't. You have to earn the right as much as anyone else. In fact, more than anyone else because you have a reputation to live up to. Do you want to let granny and mommy down? Do you want to be refused sisterhood? Because that's what will happen if you don't do as you are told!"<br/><br/>All the while she was speaking her right hand was balled into a fist around the D-ring on the collar where the leash was attached, lifting it just enough to force Lucy's backside up off the bench, to put the still vibrating head of the dildo in contact with her inner lips, and force her to half bend her legs or take her weight on her hands. "Believe me, bitch, if I get you as my pledge, I'm going to<i>break</i>you! Now come on." She tugged hard at the leash, pulling Lucy off the bench and backwards onto the floor, using her booted foot to stop the woman hitting her head.<br/><br/>"Hands and knees. Crawl. Or you can go pack your things..." She giggled. "Just console yourself with the thought that in two years time, or even next year if your lucky," She glanced at the two sophomore officer candidates, "You can get your own back on some other pledge. But right now, you're mine!" She led the young redhead into the living room, picked up a face harness and giggled. "You've had enough practice, I wonder if you should wear this backwards?" She smirked and pinched Lucy's nose shut. "Open wide..."<br/><br/><b>Jackie Judge - Dining hall -&gt; Living room<br/>
</b><br/>With breakfast declared officially over, Jackie eased herself off the dildo. She'd not actually gotten to eat much, and so shoved some food into her mouth, washing it down with coffee, even as everyone made their way to the living room. Hunger of one sort temprarily sated, her other hunger was now aroused by the brief time on the vibrator. Already half way there, winning this should be a cinch, she decided, leading Lily by a carefully placed finger and thumb on the nipple that poked neatly through the fabric of the left cup of the pledge's bra.<br/><br/>She picked up one of the mouth-strap-ons and grinned. "Ever worn one of these before? Basically it means I can fuck your face without actually putting my cunt on your face. Personally I'd prefer to fuck your face without this, because that way I get to feel your mouth and nose and forehead and chin getting coated in my slime as I rock backwards and forwards... But the boss says we use these, so we use them." Her voice was low and husky and seductive as she spoke, up to the last sentence which was instead spoken in a light, matter-of-fact tone. "Anyway, open up. It's no where near as big as the one you had in there earlier, technically it's just a modified pear-gag, that doesn't inflate. Come on, in we go, there's a good girl."<br/><br/>With the gag pary in Lily's mouth, she turned the pledge around to buckle up the strap and  make sure it couldn't slip, then led her pledge over to the mats. "Lie down there, on your back. This should be pretty good fun for you as well as for me, hmm?"