Ahh! I thought I'd scheduled this week's chapters. Fuck!
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(A/N: Okay, I invested a lot more chapters in this little side-arc than I had planned. But hopefully it's an enjoyable read. I had fun writing it. After college, Alex and Gwen will be moving off the Earth Cluster and to the Sovereign with Ayesha. We're going to pick things back up with their conflict against the High-Evolutionary.)
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Climbing up on the stage from the stairs on the side, all four women, even Gwen, felt shivers go down their naked spines as goosebumps rose on their bodies. Even though the curtains were still drawn, not exposing them to the rest of the hall, even though there was no one actually in the hall, just the mental pressure of being on stage, exposing themselves completely, was enough to make them react in such a manner.
Instinctively, Elizabeth's arm went over her chest as her hand covered her crotch, feeling extremely conscious.
"Just imagine your audience to be naked as well, girls," Alex said, glancing at Elizabeth. "They actually will be this time, no need to worry. Unlike our future initiates, this stage will be your home for the next week. There is a large bathroom beyond that door for your necessities, and I will bring you your meals every day. The rest of your time will be spent in bondage, your waking hours will be spent practicing with Gwen to bind yourselves, while your nights will be spent in restraints to hone. Do you understand why?"
"To drive home the fact that the rules of this sorority now restrain us?" Gloria chimed in. "This is the purpose of the Oath, yes?"
"Correct. You three have an advantage in this regard, as we will only spend two days on this particular aspect of the pledge. The new initiates will have to spend the entire week sleeping in restraints. Then again, their sessions will only convene during the evening, giving them time to recover and attend their classes, which you three won't get."
"Bring it on!" Mary Jane exclaimed, more to hype herself up than anything. However, her words seemed to have a positive effect, as they calmed Elizabeth and Gloria down as well.
"Then let's get this show on the road," Alex smiled before stepping away. "Gwen, if you will. I'll be sitting in my spot. Give me a heads up when you want me to open the curtains."
Alex walked through the curtains, followed by a thud as he jumped off the stage and landed on the ground. That left Gwen and her three friends, all naked, standing on a grand stage, with nothing but a curtain hiding them from the empty seats of the hall.
"Gwen," Mary Jane said with her eyes stuck on Gwen's chest. Not the size—they were comparable in that—but the chains attached to her nipples. "I have to ask…where did you find Alex?
He's like…really freaky…but also really dreamy…"
"Ugh, don't ask," Gwen shook her head and walked to the side, opening a large double-door cabinet embedded into the wall. "It's barely been a year with him, and it feels as if I've already lost all my inhibitions. For god's sake, I'm serving as the president of his own private sex club willingly."
Gloria gasped when she saw all the things filling the cabinet.
"Sex toys…restraints…so many…Does your Stacy Industries have a sister business selling sex toys? This stuff must have cost a fortune."
"Knowing him, there should be a storage unit filled with ten times as many of those," Mary Jane said with an expression of reminiscence. "Mind turning around, Gwen?"
The blonde gave Mary Jane an exasperated look. "The chain and piercings are permanent, but I'm not going to walk around here naked with anything else on me."
"That so?" The redhead said, disappointed. "Pity."
"I know just the way to make it less pitiful," Gwen said with a menacing smile. "Since Alex wants a show, I'll give him a show. Hands behind your back, no covering yourself. It's time I exercise some of my rights as the Chapter President. This first one is to get you a feel of how such restraints are going to feel and what you are to learn in the next two days."
Gwen's words immediately made the three women uneasy, especially her expression as she grabbed multiple bundles of red rope from inside the closet.
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A little over half an hour passed before Gwen finally gave Alex the signal to open the curtains.
A faint smile appeared on his face as he stopped fiddling with the hologram that was projected from the bracelet on his wrist. He was sitting on a large throne-like chair that seemed to be floating above the rest of the seats in the hall. With a panel descending from the ceiling, a platform formed in the air that held two thrones, one for him and one for Gwen. He pressed a button on the side of his throne, and the curtains immediately stirred and parted to reveal the stage.
With the parting of the curtains, the first person to be revealed was Gwen, standing in the center as she looked up at Alex with a mix of pride and hints of annoyance as she noticed the two gaudy thrones that gave the best view of the stage and towered above everything and everyone.
[You're so over the top…]
[And you love me for it. When I make a grand romantic gesture for you, it's going to involve multiple planets.]
An imperceptible blush appeared on Gwen's face as her gaze faltered. Still, she quickly composed herself as the curtains parted further, revealing her three friends in different kinds of bound states.
Mary Jane was in the middle, kneeling with her knees spread apart and exposing her waxed, dripping entrance with not a hint of hair. Ropes were wrapped around her legs, forcing them to stay folded in a tight frog tie. Her torso had a set of ropes tied around her stomach, compressing it while also keeping her arms taut against her body. Another set was wrapped around her breasts, compressing the two lumps of flesh from all sides, emphasizing them significantly. Her already perky and erect nipples had clamps hanging from them, compressing the nubs and making every movement painful. Her throat had a collar on it—leather, with a metal plate that had been engraved on it: VP of Standards. That was going to be her official designation after the pledging was concluded. The final addition of a blindfold, taking away her sight, made her seem almost like art, especially with her long hair cascading down her body, some of it covering parts of her breasts, and her expression—biting her lower lip from the anxious mystery of the situation as her heart raced.
Elizabeth was on her left, similarly blindfolded, with a collar that titled her: VP of Communications. But that was where the similarities ended. She was standing upright, with her arms behind her back, as ropes wrapped around her body. A masterful hishi karada restrained her torso, compressing her chest and emphasizing her breasts—also decorated with identical nipple clamps as Mary Jane, wrapping around her stomach, making her exert effort for every breath, and finally, two ropes going between her crotch, on the sides of her labia, and pronouncing her shaved entrance, with hints of hair visible. It didn't end there, however, the ropes went down from her sides and wrapped in three sets around her legs, one in the middle of her thighs, one just below her knees, and the last one on her ankles. The ropes forced her to stay upright, not giving her the slightest wiggle room as her tantalizing state was revealed to Alex.
Finally, the rightmost one, Gloria. She seemed to have the most difficult one and was lying on her stomach with her legs folded back, tied to her arms. She was hogtied, with ropes going all around her torso and legs, keeping her restrained and pressured from all sides, while also forcing her arms and legs to be bent backwards and tied together. The engraving on her collar titled her with the post of VP of Operations. In addition to the blindfold that kept her on her toes, metaphorically, she also had a ball gag shoved inside her mouth, constantly dripping her drool all over her chin and the floor. Alex also noticed hints of metal under her as she wiggled and momentarily revealed her breasts, telling him that her nipples were also clamped like the other two.
"Greetings, Mr. Chancellor." Gwen's words immediately made all three women stiffen even further upon the realization that they were both restrained and exposed. "The three initiates behind me will be among the founding sisters of our budding sorority. On their collars, you can see their future designations. Allow me to introduce them to you, starting with Mary Jane Watson, our future Vice President of Standards." At some point, a crop appeared in Gwen's hand as she approached Mary Jane and placed her palm on the top of her head. "The restraints she has, forcing her down to the ground in submission, suppressing and controlling her body, hindering her breathing…" The crop in Gwen's hand rested on Mary Jane's thigh and slowly trailed higher and struck her belly, making an audible gasp escape the redhead's lips. "…forcing her spine upright, all represent her being bound to our rules in the strictest fashion. She will be the one handling our initiates post joining and holding everyone accountable to the standard of our sorority. Internal disputes among the sisters, discipline, and the enforcement of our constitution will all go through her."
Gwen brought the crop close to Mary Jane's breasts, stirring her clamps and making the redhead squirm uncomfortably as she let out suppressed squeals. After a few seconds, she showed a satisfied expression and moved on to the next person.
"Next up is Elizabeth, or, as she prefers to be called, Betty," Gwen said, stepping closer to the only woman among the three who stood upright. "She is going to be our Vice President of Communications." Gwen's wrist flicked, and the crop in her hand landed square on Elizabeth's ass, making her squeal more from the surprise than the pain. She shook in her place as the clamps stirred, cascading into further stimulation that almost made her lose her balance.
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