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Hey guys, here's the next part. I probably wrote it too quickly and I was drinking wine at the time, so it's probably not as polished as I'd like it to be.


Part 10: Football Initiation Concludes

“Eleven? What the hell did that mean?” thought Josh. Just like the rest of his teammates, he was on stage, on his knees, with a jockstrap around his neck. He had just given head to a hot girl wearing a strap-on dildo and now he was just tagged with a number. It seem liked the night would never end.


WRESTLING

Zach climbed back up on stage. “Did you fuck holes get a lot of practice in? It was fun, right?” he laughed. “Now, let’s get some more action going. We have to keep everyone entertained.” All the upper classmen in the audience cheered. Josh and his fellow freshmen continued to frown and gave concerned looks on their faces.

Zach continued, “Ok. Well, let’s hope you boys like getting messy!” He motioned with his hand to the side of the stage and a few of the hot girls came out carrying a large inflatable kiddie pool. Then, seconds later, dozens of huge guys (probably staff workers) carried out huge drums of mud and emptied them into the kiddie pool.

“Oh shit,” thought Josh. The pool got filled with about six inches deep of dark brown mud. It was thick, almost like a heavy syrup.

“Ok dipshits. Two of you will be wrestling at a time. The person who can pin the other for three seconds wins and is done for the night. The loser, well, he just loses and continues with initiation,” smiled Zach.

With that, he called out two numbers, which happened to be Chris and another person. They both reluctantly got into the pool in their naked state. The whistle blew and the two went at it. Mud went flying everywhere as the two guys tried their best to pretend they were experts at wrestling. They were almost instantly completely covered in mud. After just 5 minutes, Chris had an unfortunate slip, which gave his opponent an edge. That guy managed to get on top of Chris and pin him down for the necessary three seconds. Chris was then escorted off the stage to get washed up.

After several more pairs went, Josh’s number was called. When he heard his opponent’s number called out, he almost fell to his knees. It was Tom. Tom was a 6 foot 4, 315 pound defensive tackle. Josh had no idea how he was going to win this one, but he was hoping his speed would be his advantage. They both got into the pool and Josh immediately felt his feet sink into the heavy sludge. It was thick, he thought. Really thick. It was like he was trying to walk with weights on his ankles. Once they were both in, the whistle blew and Tom immediately made a move. Josh was efficiently tackled to the floor, getting almost completely covered in mud. He twisted and squirmed quickly to wiggle his way out of Tom’s grasp.

“I’m going to get you Jock Boy!” he said with a grin. “I’m sure you’d be happy to do more of this kinky shit.” Again, someone else besides an upper classman called him “Jock Boy,” thought Josh.

Tom made another run again and managed to swipe Josh’s leg. Josh fell face first into the mud. He turned over, but Tom quickly landed on top of him with all 315 pounds. Their two mud covered cocks made contact. “You little, bitch,” said Tom. “I’ve got you now! How do you like this?” Tom started thrusting his hips and grinding his cock against Josh’s. Josh got hard instantly and it made distracted him from what Tom was ultimately doing. Tom managed to pin Josh’s wrists to the ground and he won the match. Tom got up and celebrated his victory. Josh laid in the kiddie pool with his hard cock, now worried that he’s going to have to go through more. He was quickly escorted off stage and ordered to wash himself down.


PLUG THE DONKEY

Josh waited anxiously on the sidelines to see who else lost the wrestling matches. So far, it was him, Chris, and five other people. As he was just catching up with Chris, the last wrestling match had just ended, with Tyler losing. Jason was the unfortunate odd man out. Instead of having to wrestle someone, he was taken (or more like dragged) over to a St. Andrews cross that was situated in the audience with the upper classmen. A hood was placed on Jason along with a gag. He was then spanked for the next 15 minutes by the guys and the hot girls.

The remaining nine freshmen, including Josh, stood on the sidelines wondering what was going to happen next.

Zach got back up on stage again, “Ok, pigs. We have a fun one for you now. You get to ‘Plug the Donkey’!” The freshmen had no idea what that meant, but suddenly, one of them, Paul, was grabbed by some big guys.

“What the...Hey! Let me go!” Paul screamed. He was dragged over to a podium on the other end of the stage. On it was a strange metal contraption that he was strapped in to. He was forced onto his hands and knees with his wrists, ankles, waist and neck secured. He could barely move. Then one of the hot girls came out and forced a spider gag in his mouth. At this point, Josh realized what was going to happen. Paul, or rather his mouth, was positioned at just the right height to get fucked.

Then, Josh was grabbed by one of the big guys and forced to stand next to Tyler. Chris was paired up with Nick. And the other four guys were paired up.

Zach came over to them and started point his finger, “Him...him....yea, that one....him...oh and definitely this one.” Josh got the last finger-point and gave a confused look on his face. One of the big guys came and placed him right in front of Tyler. The two of them were then tied together tightly at the ankles, knees, waist, elbows and wrists. Tyler was basically leaning on Josh’s back. The other pairs were forced to do the same. Then, Josh was blindfolded and gagged with a muzzle that had a dildo attachment on the outside. Tyler was then gagged with a red ball gag. The two of them could barely make out a word.

Zach then came out to give the instructions, “Well, we’re almost done here guys! Let’s see if you can plug our donkey, Paul, over here with those dildos. The ones that do it the fastest are done with initiation. The slowest two pairs go for one final round. Jock Boy and Tyler. You guys are first!”

Josh and Tyler tried getting situated in their bonds. “Offrreeuuuurrr pppbeeerrr (over there)” screamed Tyler through his gag. He was trying to direct Josh toward Paul, but they both found it hard to move in synch. Josh could only feel where Tyler was trying to push him to go, but he was also distracted with Tyler’s hard cock rubbing against his ass crack. He was worried it might find its way up his ass. Of course, all of the close contact was making Josh’s cock hard as well. After 17 minutes, Josh managed to shove the dildo into Jason’s open mouth. The two of them were freed and got to watch the other three pairs from the sidelines.

Josh watched as every other pair managed to beat their time. He lost again, he thought. Chris and Nick were the second slowest pair to finish and all four of them wondered what was next.


DRESS UP

Once the donkey game finished, the four guys were escorted by big guys into a dimly-lit room. Two large cages sat in the middle of the room. Josh and Tyler were forced into one cage and Chris and Nick into the other. The cages were barely big enough for two guys, so they were all tightly pressed together. Josh’s eyes tried to adjust to the lighting. After a few minutes he managed to see what else was in the room.

Josh was shocked with what he saw. Several other guys appeared to be in the room with them, all of them bound in some way. One guy was bound to a St. Andrews cross with a hood and a gag on. Something was attached this his cock, which seemed to be a milking device. Another guy was on his hands and knees, naked except for padded mitts and knee pads. He had something inserted in his ass which also had a chain that was locked to the ground. Apparently, his ass was locked up. A third guy was in metal stocks, bent over as if he was going to get spanked or whipped later on.

A few minutes later, the big guys came back out. One by one, they took the guys out of the cage. Apparently, what was happening was that they were getting suited up. Nick was placed into a leather gimp suit. It had a huge leather jock pouch, padded mitts, and a hood. He was collared and his wrists and ankles were placed into chains. Then he was walked out the room. Tyler was dressed up in a similar fashion, but in rubber. His entire body was lubed up and forced into skin-tight black rubber. His rubber suit had a rubber cock sleeve as well as a hood. The hood only had a mouth hole, which was quickly closed with a red ball gag. A collar and leash was placed on Tyler and he too was taken out side.

Chris and Josh looked at each other nervously. What was going to happen to them?

Next up was Chris. He was made into a puppy. A belt with a tail was placed on him that also locked up his cock, forcing it to be hard and pointing downward. His hands were forced into black leather mitts and he wore black knee pads. A red ball gag when in his mouth and then a dog shaped hood went over his head. Then he was collared, leashed, and led outside.

Then came Josh’s turn. Leather cuffs were placed on his ankles and wrists, along with a leather collar. A spread bar was attached to his ankle cuffs and another longer bar was attached to his wrist cuffs and collar. Immediately, he had a tough time moving around. Next, a chastity belt was placed on him that placed his cock and balls into a round cock cage. Then he was gagged with a big gag and a leash was tied to it. He was led outside to the stage.

He walked outside and was instantly blinded by the stage lights. “Alright Jock Boy! Finally!” screamed Zach. “Well, I just wanted to let you know that you’re just gone through initiation. Must feel pretty good right?”

“MmMmm Hmmm,” responded Josh not really knowing what to say.

“Well, you get to enjoy yourself now along with everyone else, but since you did such a pathetic job tonight, you get to wear this slave outfit that you have going on.” Zach grinned. “Have fun Jock Boy!”

With that Josh and the other three guys had the spend the next 2 hours wearing their outfits. They were constantly tormented not only by the upper classmen and hot girls, but also by their fellow freshmen.


CLUB HISTORY

None of the freshmen figured out where they were. They were at a secretive fetish club in the outskirts of town, that specialized in tormenting and humiliating guys. Their clientele included rich men and women who enjoyed seeing guys being put on stage and doing crazy things. In addition, men could pay to be dominated by one of the clubs many masters and mistresses. The interesting fact here was that Matt’s fraternity, Sigma Lambda Epsilon, has had a nice “working relationship” with the club over the years. Some of the frat guys that needed to be punished were sent to the club and it was sometimes used as a place to hold events like initiations. In addition, some of the frat guys were offer themselves up and get paid really well for their time. The constant flow of young guys enabled the club to easily give their masters and mistresses practice, plus it attracted a nice, deep-pocketed set of clientele.

Sara, the club owner, was happy with the way the event turned out tonight. Her staff got lots of practice time in and she was sure she got a few more “boys” hooked into being dominated. She saw a lot of familiar faces in the crowd of football college boys and she made a mental note to reach out to a few of them.


HOME

When the festivities at the fetish club ended, all of the guys packed into the cars and headed back to campus. Chris and Josh went back with Zach and Matt. It was 3am and everyone was exhausted.

Halfway through the ride, Matt turned around from the front seat, “Hey! So are you fuckers going to rush Sigma Lambda?”

Josh and Chris looked at each other. “Yea, I’m pretty sure I am,” said Josh.

Chris replied, “I’m not sure yet. I don’t think it’s really for me.”

“Fuck that. You’re perfect for it,” said Matt. “You’re going to get a ton of chicks. I guarantee it. It’s the best thing you can do, honestly.”

Josh chimed in, “Hey Zach, how come you’re not in it.”

There was an awkward silence.

“Dude, it looked fun and all, but I’ve got plenty of stuff going for me. Besides, don’t you know that if you add a letter to it, it almost spells SLAV....” Matt quickly punched Zach in the arm.

“Ooowww! Fuck! What was that for?”

“Yo, dude. You know you can’t say shit like that about my frat. We’ve got a good thing going and we throw the best parties,” explained Matt.

Josh and Chris didn’t know what just happened. “Did Zach just mean to say ‘slave’?” thought Josh.

The guys got back on campus and Josh and Chris were dropped off at their dorm.

“See you guys at Saturday’s game! We’re going to win!” exclaimed Zach. With that, the car drove off and Josh and Chris retired to their dorm room.