One of the girls quit before her turn yelling that the sorority could get fucked because she was not about to look like a slutty stripper.

She ran upstairs to get her things but Kay didn't try to stop her saying the house had no use for wimpy quitters.

We felt sorry for her because we had been told that if a girl quit a sorority she would never get accepted in another. She would end up in a dorm with all the nerds. Mom had been so proud when I called her to tell her that I had been accepted in the house I knew I would do anything to stay.

When we were all in costume we were told that we were to return to the house immediately after classes and would wear nothing but the costume while doing our chores and studying. By that time we had become a little used to being so naked and some of us had stopped clenching our legs together. Kay had us walk around and we found that the costume had another fuction. Unless we walked slowly and gracefully the strips of cloth would move to flash our pussies or nipples.

When Kay was satisfied we could all walk around without flashing she told us there was more to the costume. She brought over a crystal bowl with slips of paper in it and had us take one. Mine had the number six.

Kay said, "We will see how lucky you are. The numbers are keyed to instruments for your punishment. You will have them tied onto your costume and if you need to be punished you will offer your paddle or whatever to the sister who must punish you. Every week you will get a new draw since some things are worse than others."

She began calling out numbers and when the girl offered her slip a leather paddle, strap, or whip would be tied to the side of her costume with a big bow. Number six was a whip with leather thongs. When it was tied on the ends were at my ankles. When we all had them Kay said the worst was whips four and seven which looked like leather snakes one thicker and longer than the other.

The girl with the worst whip said, "If we have to wear these costumes we will be spanked on our bare butts. That will hurt awful. How many spanks will we get?"

"That will vary depending on your crime. If you don't do anything wrong you won't get any. They won't necessarily be on your butt. If you flash your pussy or nipples you will get five on whatever you flash. If you let your stomachs pooch out it will be punished and if your breasts sag they will be punished. Tomorrow you will be weighed. If you are over weight you will be weighed every Friday and will get five lashes for each pound over until you have reached ideal weight. Dee told our president that she made her high grades in high school because her father would spank her whenever she gave him a test or homework that was less than an "A". If it worked in high school it will work in college. Here you get number grades so anything under a hundred will get one spank per point."

All of us immediately sucked in our tummies and pulled back our shoulders. I had never had anything other than my butt spanked and could not imagine how bad it may hurt to have them whipped.

The girls looked at me with hate on their faces and one girl said, "That does it. I am overweight and can't lose it no matter what I do and I have never got a hundred since elementary school. I am also unlucky because I got the worst whip. I quit."

Rather than being frightened by what Kay said I was happy another girl had quit. If one more would I would be almost assured I could be a permanent member. My whip did not seem as bad as Dad's strap and if I had to be punished it would be my fault. It would just make me try harder.

I found out what it felt like the next day. My duty was to clean three of the girl's rooms. I was never especially neat and thought I had done a good job when I finished and asked them to inspect. I got four demerits. I had forgotten to dust the window sills and door moulding. That meant I would get twenty spanks.

I was led to the living room for my punishment. I felt even more guilty when I found I was the only pledge that had earned punishment. I felt that I definitely deserved it since out of six girls I was the only one that did not properly clean. I was to get five by two of the girls and ten by the one who's room had earned two demerits.

I was reminded of the humiliation of getting the paddle for Dad as I untied my whip to hand it to the first girl. This was even greater because I had no choice with my Dad. Here I could avoid it simply by dropping out which I knew I could explain to my parents. Mom especially would have understood because she was very modest and had never let me wear a bikini. I knew she would have been shocked to see my costume. I knew I was volunteering just to satisfy my pride and the envy of dorm girls.

I bent over to hold on to the arms of a chair then I heard a "Whirr," followed by a "Splat!" and then a sting on both naked butt cheeks. It was completely different than Dad's heavy strap. There was no deep pain and I knew I would not be bruised. I was able to take all twenty with no screaming or crying as I had with Dad. Even the last ten that stung much more I took with just sharp intakes of breath as they hit and moans.

When it was over the lingering sting and heat went away in a short time and I was rewarded by compliments on my bravery for not yelling and the delicious feel of the girls caressing my bottom to feel the heat and marvel at the redness left by the whip.

I was so relieved that the whipping was so much better than Dad's spanking when Kay said, "Well you have received your first whipping. Do you want to drop out?" I quickly answered, "No. I'll never drop out no matter what I have to do or how much I am hurt, Being a sister means everything to me."

Kay smiled as the other girls gasped making me realize that I had just volunteered for any humiliation or greater pain but I really meant it. I was proud they thought I was brave and thought if I could take anything they wanted to do to me I would get even more love and respect.

I was even more proud of myself the next day when one of the other girls got a demerit and cried like a baby over only five. I did have to admit the five were done by the snake whip which left dark red stripes and bruises later but still it was only five.

Since all of us pledges were just starting we were all taking the same basic required courses that first quarter of english, math, and science. College was much harder than high school. I was used to small classes with a lot of help from the teachers. These basic courses were taught in huge lecture halls with a professor lecturing about two hundred kids. We were told there would be no time to ask questions in class so if we were confused we should contact one of two of the professors instructors. This was useless. With all the kids you could not get an appointment for help until long after they had moved to a new subject.

The other pledges were no help either. They said it was my fault they would be spanked for low grades and said they hoped I flunked. I did get a little help indirectly because they helped each other and I was able to listen in.

The older girls were no help either saying that I should do my best and if I was still in trouble by mid-term they would help.

At weigh-in I was five pounds overweight but it was not a problem. I was up so late studying and too nervous to have an appetite so I lost the five pounds the first week. One of the girls was still eight pounds overweight. By the time they finished the forty spanks her poor butt was maroon and she was crying hysterically. We were all proud of her for having the courage not to quit. Kelly. a fellow pledge, and I caressed soothing ointment on her swollen butt. It seemed strange to be caressing a naked girl but she loved it and to my surprise kissed me and Kelly in gratitude. It felt strange but good to have her breasts mashed into mine.