©Felix Dartmouth, 1998
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Pi Lambda Kappa, 03
After lunch, Ron paid, and then after the walk with her wrists handcuffed behind her back across the parking lot, with him holding her left elbow firmly in his right hand, he strapped her into the front seat.
As Ron drove her back to her dorm, Roxanne was in kind of a dreamy state.
Ron sure was nice! He was firm, but gentle, unlike Rex and the other frat boys that she had met. But, the sorority frowned on any pledges going out with the independents.
She was so lost in thought that she was startled when Ron spoke up.
“I sure enjoyed our lunch, Roxanne. Would you like to go out next Friday night?”
“I’m afraid I can’t,” said Roxanne. “But, I might be free for lunch and studying Saturday morning.”
“Great!” Ron smiled as he pulled up to her dorm. “It’s a date. I suppose I have to let you go now.”
“You sure do!” Roxanne said. “I have a very important class
and I have to change. I can’t go to class dressed like this.”
Ron, before he unfastened her seat belt, put is hand behind her head, and drew her near for a kiss. The kiss was long and Roxanne was getting more and more excited as each second passed. She squirmed, but was so securely fastened she was not even sure if
Ron could tell that she was so excited.
“I almost forgot,” said Ron. “Do you want to go the the hardware store Saturday to check out the gags?”
“Sure,” said Roxanne, “we’ll do that, too.”
Ron smiled, undid her seat-belt, pushed her forward and undid her handcuffs with the key he had pocketed and handed them back to Roxanne. She held them and realized that she had been wearing them for over two hours. She put them back in the box.
“Thanks, Ron” she said, and leaned forward and kissed him again.
“I’ll see you Saturday,” said Ron.
Roxanne got out, and Ron watched her walk to the dorm. She was incredibly fetching in her frilly, feminine blouse, short pants that hugged every curve, and her five inch heels that accentuated every curve of her shapely calf. He couldn’t wait ’till Saturday!
The Sorority Bondage Pledge Meeting
Roxanne had a meeting after her class with the rest of the pledges. The meeting was led by Anne, and it concerned what would be their obligations during their pledge-ship over the next several months.
After her lunch with Ron, which she had really enjoyed, she changed out of the shorts and blouse and changed into a more business-like suit for class. She wore a mid-calf straight black skirt with high heel pumps to match and a red silk blouse with four buttons on each cuff.
This was a rather low-cut blouse, so just a hint of her ample cleavage
could be discerned. She had just enough time to heat-curl her long brown hair so that it just fell to her shoulders.
The class went by and she was walking out to her car and again half
expected Rex to be there with his handcuffs, but no one was there to meet her. She got into her car, and fastened her seat belt tightly.
She sat in the warm car and dreamed a moment. She thought of Ron, and lunch just several hours earlier, and how she had sat in his car, handcuffed, with the seat belt between her cuffed hands, bound to the extent of almost motionlessness. She put her hands behind her to try and emulate the feeling. Her smooth silk blouse felt marvelous
against her skin. She sat for several seconds, her seat belt tightly strapped, and her wrists folded behind her back. She allowed her head to droop to her breast.
Somehow, though, the feeling was just not the same. She longed to see Ron again, but when she did, would it be as magical as the last time? She looked up and saw that a young man had been watching her. She tried to imagine the picture she presented, a beautiful (she liked to think and had been told) young woman seated in a car in a red silk blouse and hair carefully curled, with seat belt and shoulder harness in place with her arms folded behind her back and her head drooped to her chest as though she had been there for some time and had perhaps given up on hope of escape and was awaiting a rescuer to extricate her from her bondage.
She snapped out of her reverie, pulled her arms from behind her back and started the car and turned on the air-conditioning. The young man who had been watching her turned away and began walking to his car.
She was breathing hard from her fantasy and she began to concentrate on the pledge meeting that was next in her schedule.
She pulled up to the sorority house to see quite a crowd. There were about 30 pledges this year and they had all assembled in the meeting room. All were dressed to the hilt, and Roxanne was glad that she had been careful to look her best. Anne got up one the podium and called the meeting to order and asked all the pledges to be seated.
Roxanne took a seat and noticed the girl in the white shirt who had been so stringently bound the first day of class. She leaned over and asked, “How are you? I’m sorry that I didn’t introduce myself the other day, but I guess we were both occupied.”
“We sure were! My name is Meagan Forbes. They only left me like that for about twenty minutes and then they took me back to class. I guess it wasn’t so bad.” Meagan was dressed in a pretty purple dress, with white collar and cuffs. She wore black high heel sandals that strapped tightly onto her feet.
“Roxanne is my name. Glad to meet you.” Roxanne was cut short
because Anne approached the podium. She was dressed in a white cotton dress with three-quarter length sleeves and white high heels.
She wore a contrasting black choker that was about one inch wide around her neck. She looked over her pledges, smiled broadly and began to speak.
“Welcome, all of you. The fact that you are here indicates that there
is a good probability that you will be members of our sorority, Pi Lambda Kappa, at the end of your pledge-ship. We were careful to make sure that each of you have been given a dose of our pledge training before this meeting, and those of you who are not here who
were taken on our brief and mild walk probably found it not to your liking. This is the way we work, and we don’t encourage anybody to do anything that they do not want to do, but then we do expect a lot of devotion from our pledges.
“Each of you in this room has undergone a rather stringent bondage
experience. It won’t be your last, or your most difficult. Also, however, it won’t be your least difficult. While you are a pledge, you will be constantly subject to bondage at the hands of your active sisters. However, you may not be bound by any other party except with the express permission of your active sisters.”
Roxanne stiffened as she heard this. What about Ron? Does this mean that the marvelous lunch they had with her in her new handcuffs was a forbidden pleasure? When she and Ron go shopping for the ball gag next Saturday, will she not be able to try it on
in front of him? Will she already have to keep secrets from her sisters? Anne went on.
“You freshmen, or women actually, will emerge at the top of your
class from several standpoints. You will be the most attractive, ladylike, postured, intelligent, well educated and sensitive women that graduate from this university. You will be prepared for marriage or for a successful career. But training is what will accomplish this for you. The discipline that you acquire and the sensuality you acquire will be an asset for you the remainder of your lives. You will be set apart from all the other women on campus, even all the other sororities on campus.
“Renee will now pass out a handout on the rules of pledge-ship. You
must follow them explicitly. The dress regulations and the study regulations are not to be varied from. The bondage conventions, to be executed by the active sisters and the actives of the brother fraternity, you must memorize and be able to execute before the middle of the semester. You must practice these only with your pledge sisters.”
Renee handed the folder to Roxanne with a smile on her face.
Roxanne began to read:
Restraint Conventions of Pi Lambda Kappa
Confidential Sorority Use Only
Pledges of Pi Lambda Kappa are required to submit to whatsoever form of sorority bondage restraint that their active sisters may impose upon them. The duration and the severity of their restraint is subject to certain conventions which are explained below.
All pledges are required to dress in a manner which will promote the image of the Sorority. No pledge (or active) will be seen on campus or a social event in pants. Dresses, skirts or shorts are the only acceptable basic clothing. Pledges are advised to wear long-sleeve blouses to hide any rope or handcuff marks from fellow classmates. Also, dark hose will minimize rope or leg-iron marks on the ankles. Therefore, the well prepared and devoted Pledge will wear a long sleeved dress or a skirt with long sleeved shirt, dark
hose, and heels, the higher the better. No low heeled pumps are acceptable.
The training that you will receive is a secret. You are not to discuss any sorority matters with any non-active or non-pledge. Also, you are not to engage in any activity similar to pledge restraint activities with any non-active or non-pledge or non-member of our brother fraternity, Nu Delta.
All pledges, after this preliminary accepted pledge orientation session, will be transported to the meetings, held in secret,
in bondage according to the conventions outlined below. Improper dress, or unacceptable personal care will be dealt with by either one of the punitive bondage conventions, a lashing, solitary confinement in pace for a weekend, or outright dismissal. Pledges may upon their initiative, take active sisters on walks, but they must bear in mind, that such action may, although not always, bring retribution and a pledge, in the vulnerable state of constant bondage eligibility, may be advised to avoid such actions.
. . . continued next week with the “restraint conventions” of Pi Lambda Kappa.
©Felix Dartmouth, 1998