<b>Kayla - Dining Hall -&gt; Livingroom. </b><br/><br/>Kayla watched as all the girls around her began being claimed. It was fun to watch each of their reactions come out. Some knew exactly what the collar meant and relished it - even being so bold as to thank their temporary master - whilst others looked as though they were about to cry. The young woman had to wonder how on earth any of these girls could have been so naive when entering the house. It wasn't branded across the front of the university website, but there had always been rumours about the house floating around. Jokes told in haste and dark secrets shared in dimly lit corners. The treatment they were experiencing so far was probably the lighter play of the sisters and it was only going to get more personal as the days rolled by. For most of the girls present, there would be another three years of this. They'd graduate from pledges at some point or another, but as Juli was showing, even the sisters would be slaves to the head honcho.<br/>Kayla licked her lips as she looked over at the president, their eyes meeting for a moment and Juli squirming.<br/>What was she thinking about?<br/><br/>She wouldn't have to wait long to find out. Juli was by her side a second later, hooking a finger into her collar and pulling on with the task, giving a very brief reference to the competition ahead, remarking that the losers would clean up breakfast. That probably wouldn't been an all bad task - the food had hardly been touch, at least someone could be a little gluttonous before getting to the dirty work.<br/>She was shown through to the livingroom where tarps had been laid out on the floor and black face gags were left for pick up. Kayla dipped down, and retrieved the gag, looking over as one side to her mouth pulled up in a grin and a dimple ate into her cheek. She offered it to Juli, smoothing her thumbs down the straps that would soon be tied around her face, biting into her cheeks.<br/>"It'll be nice getting to know you again Juli, a little more ... intimately ... this time." She lent in towards her leader, whispering into her ear so no one else could catch the 'again'. Kayla pulled back from her presidents personal space and slowly, seductively, spread her lips open, her wet mouth awaiting the gag to be strapped to her and fill her mouth.<br/>She would follow all the right instructions and lie in place when Juli told her to, present her gagged mouth for the pleasure of queen B, in truth, Kayla was more than looking forward to having the stunning woman straddle her face, too bad that the gag would be in the way.<br/><br/><b>Kitch - Dining Hall -&gt; Livingroom.<br/>
</b><br/>A little more time passed and Kitch hadn't managed to steal food away from the table. Everything seemed like a little too much of a lean to retrieve and it already felt like her insides were melting with the vibrations of the dildo inside her. She wanted so badly to squirm, to try and readjust the toy inside but felt like it would be a bad idea given the feeling it had sparked through her when she'd leaned only half the distance forward before.<br/><br/>Thankfully, Juli called and end to breakfast - would she be thankful for that, she wondered, when a brief reminder of the competition was made in the reference to cleaning up the dishes.<br/>The small blonde rose from her seat, the wet toy slipping out of her quite easily now, though her voice betrayed her as a quivering moan slipped from her lips. She bit her lip, hoping no one would have heard it, merging into the line as they moved through to the livingroom.<br/><br/>Kitch shifted in her underwear, her pussy now covered again but the light grey colour of the fabric was now stained darker with pleasure around her crotch. The young woman didn't know how much of it was hers, but it still felt momentously embarrassing to be wearing so obviously for all to see. Her hands, creating a small shield, were held before it, hoping it would be subtle enough for no one to ask her to move them, the flush to her cheeks not subtle at all.<br/><br/>Suddenly a feeling of hairs in her hair again made Kitch flinch. Alicia had come to find her, whispering in her ear and making her skin prickle again. Ktich bit her lower lip and squeezed her eyes shut, telling herself that her pussy hadn't just clenched in delight at the sudden voice behind her and the soft tugs in her hair. No, she wasn't excited.<br/>Alicia left her for a moment, but only a moment, as she retrieved a gag and was soon in Kitch's face, prying her lips apart gently and looping the gag around her head.<br/>Kitch quivered, her mouth opening with the soft touch of the other girls hand and the demand to do so, a shaking breath leaving her lips, slightly panicked eyes watched the woman who was so close now. She was quite beautiful but this was not something Kitch should have been noticing in that moment.<br/>The gag filled her mouth and Kitch wrung her hands through one another in anticipation for what was to come next. She wasn't a complete idiot. She could see the black dildo now protruding from her mouth, she could make a guess as to what was going to follow, but did she really want to believe it?