<a class="link link--internal" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fblackdahliaroleplaying.com%2Findex.php%3Fthreads%2Flamda-epsilon-sigma-sorority-ooc.5557%2Fpage-2%23post-84073&amp;hash=11405a6647f69be9dbf0128435d3b49a" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/index.php?threads/lamda-epsilon-sigma-sorority-ooc.5557/page-2#post-84073">Sylvia De Luca</a>-<b>Dining Hall-Living Room</b><br/><br/><br/>As Juli instructed to take the pledges into the next room, Sylvia stood and paced casually around the table, waiting a few seconds before reaching down, a finger sliding between the skin of her pledge's neck and the collar, guiding her gently to her feet. She waited a few seconds to let everyone migrate before offering a few words of reassurance. "Mary, is it? I can tell you're nervous, but if I may? Relax the best you can. Enjoy it if you can. We've all been through this, or similar enough. The pledges that struggle are the ones that let embarrassment get in the way of trying to grow in our sorority. I know some of this may be new to you, but trust me when I say that the moment you learn to control your fear and embarrassment will be one of the better moments of your time in our house."<br/><br/><br/>She turned and started toward the living room, only to pause and assure, "and by the way, I'm glad we got paired together. You need a mentor to help you along here." Sylvia smirked, finding a spot at the end of the line just as Juli started to explain their game, and a glance shot toward Mary, expecting concern and uneasiness. She offered a small smile and stepped forward to retrieve the harness, only to turn and wipe the shorter end with the frills of her skirt, offering a bit of assurance that it was at least somewhat cleaner than one of her sisters had implied the dildos on that bench to be.<br/><br/><br/>"Open," she said softly as she reached up to help secure the harness, still rather gentle with her actions. The brunette wasn't overly aggressive just yet; she knew she could be, but she could tell Mary had been worried for the majority of the morning, and wanted to try to ease that. After helping Mary down onto her back, Sylvia stepped out of her panties and an evil thought formed in her lips; she unzipped her skirt and let it fall beside her partner, leaving her to on, and she knelt beside Mary for a moment to speak. "Remember what I said," she mused softly before reaching down to remove Mary's glasses, setting them gently on the table nearest them for safe-keeping. And with that, she straddled the thicker girl's face, guiding that toy into position, feeling an urge growing inside her to start. "Ready," she acknowledged to her fellow officers.<br/><br/><br/>---<br/><br/><br/><a class="link link--internal" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fblackdahliaroleplaying.com%2Findex.php%3Fthreads%2Flamda-epsilon-sigma-sorority-ooc.5557%2Fpage-2%23post-84074&amp;hash=09348194a7a5f95f55f75469ed5628f6" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/index.php?threads/lamda-epsilon-sigma-sorority-ooc.5557/page-2#post-84074">Olivia Ashley</a>-<b>Dining Hall - Living Room</b><br/><br/><br/>The promise of punishment made Olivia grin a playful sort of 'come and get me' grin that showed everyone, Jessie included, that she was aware of what she was getting herself into. She had always been the eager type, willing to try anything once, and she was confident the officer she'd been flirting with would do well at giving her plenty of new experiences. Back home, she had wound up in mostly incredibly vanilla situations, and had only somewhat limited experiences with other girls, but this sorority would change all that, and that was a great positive.<br/><br/><br/>Being guided up off that toy, she instinctively ground her hips a bit backward toward the darker-haired woman, excited to experience that physical contact her body longed for, and now wished she'd have begged for long before. But alas, it wasn't long before she was being led by her collar into the other room, and though she was very open and accepting to everything, she couldn't help but find herself curious if this public display was some sort of subdued version of what she might expect were they in private.<br/><br/><br/>The answer wasn't necessarily definitive in any direction, though when those harnesses were brought out, she admittedly turned her gaze more admiringly to Karla's welts and bruises than the toys themselves. She hadn't expected the thought of being used like that in the bedroom would turn her on, but she felt herself dripping with desire even as she returned her attention a few seconds later to Jessie. She had heard the instructions, but once the topic changed to a way to quit, Olivia would be the first to admit she tuned out the directions from that point on. She even chuckled softly as the harness was attached to her face, lips parting to position the toy properly.<br/><br/><br/>She enjoyed Jessie's touch, but she knew there would be more to enjoy later; for now she was perfectly content to rind herself on her back, eyes gazing lustfully up at the raven-haired sister until she'd moved into position, and Olivia's first instinct, one that almost took over had she any less self-control, was to start. She managed to stay still, desperately awaiting the sound of Juli's voice giving permission to start. Her tongue flicked in vain against the gag of her toy, wanting to take a taste, but she knew that wasn't going to happen. At least, not yet.