Well, my dears, I’ve finally begun my next story, and it’s coming quite nicely. The story is set on a college campus – three sorority girls who’ve broken the rules and about to find out how seriously the sorority president takes those regulations. And for those of you who have read Camp Spank, this story explores Kiyoko Nagamo’s early years.
EXCERPT
“This calls for a celebration,” Stacey had suggested. Stacey was the bad girl of the trio. Pretty, with waist-length red hair, the girl was like a fiery sprite, leading Jill and Jennifer into escapades that tested all of their limits. Under Stacey’s guidance, the girls had many adventures that took them to the edges of respectability and university law. Once, the threesome had dared to swim naked at midnight in the university’s reflecting pool, embracing one another in a slick parody of a lesbian threesome. Another night found them dodging the college’s dull-witted campus police force after they “liberated” all of the mice in the university’s testing facility.
“We’ll have a party in your room,” Stacey said, urging Jennifer and Jill to enjoy their triumphs. She had clasped her hands together as though in prayer and leaned forward with a mock whisper: “Just a small one.”
Without thinking about the consequences of getting caught, Jill and Jennifer agreed. Their victories that week were too great to ignore; they had to remember the moment with a small but vibrant party. Later that evening, they smuggled both alcohol and boys into Jennifer’s and Jill’s room, admonishing the latter to keep quiet. The boys promised to be on their best behavior, yet the party had quickly gotten out of hand, and complaints soon found their way to Phi Gamma’s Sorority President, Kiyoko Nagamo.
Millford College was a co-educational university. Boys and girls shared classes, as well as the college campus. And one of the dormitories was even co-ed, with only a single floor separating the sexes. But several of the sororities at the university held onto the old-world belief that young women needed the protection and structure that a restricted house offered. Phi Gamma was one of those houses.
Only a few weeks earlier, two of the sorority’s pledges had been paddled by the sorority president after the girls had broken the rules by having a small bottle of vodka hidden in the freezer of their small univeristy-supplied refrigerator. They pledges hadn’t been kicked out of the sorority, though each had received a dozen swats with Old Ben, a handmade paddle measuring three feet in length. Kiyoko had calmly administered the punishment in front of the entire sorority, amidst much giggling as the punished girls cried out after each swat.
“Look,” Stacey had said. “We’ll have the party, and we won’t get caught. We can keep the boys occupied, so that they don’t make any noise. And even if we are caught, it’s just a few swats with a paddle.” Stacey had snapped her fingers. “Swats from a paddle are just piffle! A baby could take a paddling.”
Stacey seems to have it all figured out … but there are some surprises in store for the fiery redhead.
Keep an eye out for Sorority Spanking Rules – coming soon!
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