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SYNOPSIS
She knew it would be bad, but she had no idea how bad !!!
Dear Diary:
Today I start my initiation into the sorority. I know it will be horrible. I know I will suffer terribly in the hands of the sadistic older girls who will inflict this cruel initiation on me. But I want to join the sorority, so I must endure whatever tortures they have planned for me.
Before Jenny told the author the full story of this unbelievable incident in her life she showed him her diary entry she wrote just before it started. You can read it for yourself in the pink box above. Like him you will probably think she knew exactly the hell that the coming week would be for her. BUT SHE WAS WRONG, it was WORSE, much WORSE.
After showing him that page in her diary she told the author:
"I was eighteen at the time, I had no idea of the hell those sadistic little bastards were going to put me through. I have never suffered as much in my life before, or since. Those girls were evil, they had the power to do whatever they liked to me, AND THEY USED THAT POWER TO THE FULL."
Think about that for a moment Jenny was eighteen years old, a new girl at college. She desperately wanted to fit in, desperately wanted to join the sorority. AND THE OTHER GIRLS KNEW THIS. They were a little older; nineteen, twenty, some of them maybe twenty one or two. And they knew this innocent little eighteen year old so desperately wanted to be in their sorority that she would let them do whatever they liked to her. And these girls were, as Jenny said, "sadistic little bastards". Put yourself in their place, think what you would do. Imagine yourself as sadistic as a bunch of teenagers, and think how you would abuse that power. Believe me, these girls did worse things to Jenny that you are thinking of. You really want to read what they did.
EXTRACT
After her rest (or to be more exact, her tormentor`s rest), one of the girls pulled up
Jenny`s teeshirt. Jenny was not wearing a bra, so this left her tits naked, hanging down
towards the seat of the chair. At the time Jenny wished that she had worn a bra, because
she found being topless in bondage a bit humiliating. However she later found out from
pledges who had been wearing bras that in those cases the girls had simply taken off their
bras as well. All of the pledges (except for those who had already quit the initiation
during the ares beating) were made topless.
Then one of the girls got out a bullwhip, and began whipping her back. That hurt, that
really hurt. And because the bondage prevented her from bracing herself on the seat of the
chair, every blow made her dip forward slightly. The girl whipping her told her to remain
up straight, but she could not. When Jenny said she could not the girl said "Then you
are useless." which stung Jenny more than the whipping, and she was afraid it would
stop her getting into the sorority.
Again Jenny was whipped by the first girl until her arm ached, and then the second girl
took over.
Once more she was given a ten minute rest. And still she was not untied.
After the rest Jenny was told that because she had not kept her arms straight when she
was whipped, she was going to get a second whipping. This time she would `feel the error
of her disobedience` if she did not keep her arms straight.
Books were piled up on the chair seat, so that they stopped about half an inch below her
nipples. Then drawing pins (thumb tacks) were sprinkled on the top book, their points
sticking up, and only a fraction below her breasts.
Then both girls took turns at whipping her again.
This time when the blows forced her to bend forward, she was forcing her tits into the
points of the drawing pins. It was impossible for her to not bend forward, so on every
blow she stabbed her tits on the pins.
When both girls had whipped her back like this until their arms ached, then untied her
wrists and allowed her to stand up straight. She was still tied to the chair by her
ankles, but her arms were now free.
She was given a twenty minute rest, standing like this. Several of the drawing pins had
stuck right in her tits and remained there when she stood up. She had to spend the `rest`
with the pins still stuck in her tits.
