The Fraternity's Secret Girl Ch. 04

Emily has too much self-respect to do blowjobs or anal, but she knows Vicky doesn't. A threesome with a man, a woman, and a caged and feminized submissive.

I took my time in Emily's bathroom, washing the dildo carefully. I couldn't believe how many sorority girls had just watched me fuck myself with it, my little caged cock bobbing. I did my best to make myself presentable again. I pulled my panties up, adjusted my padded bra... even touched up my makeup. I'd gotten a little teary, and my mascara smudged. When I was done I smiled shyly at myself in the mirror. The girl version of me really was pretty. I felt the same jump of excitement I did the first time Emily had dressed me as a girl, before the Halloween party. It felt like so long ago, but it was only a few days. I remembered wondering if I made a better girl than I ever had a boy.

When I went back out to Emily's room, I shrieked and covered myself with my hands. There was a boy there with her!

If I was honest with myself, maybe I wasn't as humiliated as I should have been. At this point, I was almost getting used to people seeing me like this. I was pretty sure the guy was in the frat; I'd seen him at the party. "This is my boyfriend Dustin," said Emily. "He'll take you over to the frat later."

Dustin ogled me, lounging on the bed. "Damn, they weren't lying! You're a cutie."

Emily put her hands on my shoulders. The old gentleness came back, like when we were normal friends and she'd taken me under her wing. "This will be good for you, Vicky," she said. "I know it's scary -- but we can all see you like it, way deep down inside. The sooner you admit it to yourself, the sooner you'll be able to enjoy your new life. I want you to remember, the benefits of being in this frat last forever. Their network will help you get ahead in the real world. You're gonna be popular, successful, beloved. And all you have to do... is surrender." She leaned in, and I felt her breath on my ear. "I know you're a surrender, Vicky."

She didn't wait for confirmation She went and sat on the bed next to Dustin. They began to make out, ignoring me. I slowly put my hands back down at my waist, exposing my bra and panties. I looked down again at the flat front of my undies. With my penis all caged up, there was no bulge at all. "So should I leave, or..."

Emily giggled. "Oh, not yet," she smiled. "You have a job to do first." When I stared at her uncomprehendingly, she snorted. "Oh my god, Vicky, you're such a ditz. Remember what I was just saying? About how Lambda girls have too much self-respect for blowjobs?" She gestured towards her boyfriend. "But they still have needs, you know? They're just boys. So way back, we negotiated this with them. We never have to do gross stuff - but we'll provide them with another girlfriend who will." Her eyes sparkled and she pointed a manicured nail at me. "Dustin and I are going to fuck right now," she chirped, "and you're going to get him ready. On your knees, sweetie."

Somehow, it was even more humiliating to have Emily watching me than it had been with the boys. She was supposed to be my friend! She'd been so kind to me. But she was always grooming me for this, I now realized. She must have been on the hunt for a new girl for the fraternity. And of all the boys she knew, she'd picked me. She thought I was the most submissive. She'd known she could get me into panties. She'd seen this girl version of me from the start.

I knelt, looking nervously between them. They sat next to each other on the edge of the bed. "Take his cock out," Emily said. Dustin lifted his butt so I could tug his pants down. His dick sprang out, mostly hard already. I held it gently in one hand. Above me, Emily took her shirt off. Dustin stared at her tits, ignoring me altogether. She wasn't wearing a bra. Her breasts were smallish and perfectly formed; I found myself staring at them with admiration, even envy. Dustin hiked her skater skirt up and slipped a hand into her panties. She gasped and kissed him. I gently stroked Dustin's cock up and down, while they made out above me.

"Okay Vicky," she murmured between kisses. "Now you can go to work, baby."

I didn't protest. I leaned forward like a good girl and took her boyfriend's cock into my mouth.

Dustin and Emily leaned back on the bed, still kissing and pawing at each other. Neither paid any more attention to me, kneeling between Dustin's legs. I bobbed my head up and down, using all the tricks I'd only recently learned. My tongue was busy as my lips slid up and down his shaft. I wasn't really trying to make him come; I didn't think that's what they wanted. I was just doing foreplay, I supposed.

I was at it for maybe five minutes before I realized the sounds of kissing above me had stopped. I looked up, Dustin's cock halfway in my mouth, to find Emily watching me.

She rested her head on her boyfriend's chest, just a few inches away. I blushed. "Keep doing it," she murmured. Dustin seemed to be checking his phone.

I went back to bobbing my head up and down. I was afraid I didn't look very pretty - when I watched porn, girls never looked their best while they were giving blowjobs - and I felt an inscrutable need for Emily to find me pretty. But even more important was to do what she said, so I did my best to give her boyfriend pleasure.

"How deep can you get him?" she asked. I did my best to push my head down, glancing up for approval. I got it a little ways down my throat, but then I had to come back up in a hurry, gagging.

She brushed my hair behind my ear. "Good girl," she whispered. "Do it again. It's hot when you gag on it. I like watching."

I obediently forced myself down again. His cock went even deeper this time, and I was able to hold it a little longer. I felt humiliated, obviously, but also a certain happiness in making Emily proud. I still craved her approval so much.

She did approve, and she showed it. She slipped her panties off and scooched to the edge of the bed. "Okay, do me, sweetie."

My eyes widened around my mouthful of cock. Somehow it hadn't even occurred to me that I could do things with a girl. I had the wild thought, is that even allowed?

But I was eager to please her, too. She was so pretty, and now I was about to hook up with her! It didn't really feel like hooking up, but still. I shuffled over, leaned between her legs, and went to work on her pussy.

I was inexperienced; at this point, I'd probably had more men in my mouth than women. But I did my best, and Emily seemed to like it, moaning and running her fingers through my hair as I worked. "Good girl," she whispered. "Now Dustin again."

I alternated between them. I bobbed my head on Dustin's cock, then flicked Emily's clit with my tongue. The two of them went back to making out, only seeming to notice me at all when one of them grabbed my head to demand their turn. I sucked and licked, licked and sucked. Finally, Dustin moved towards Emily. "Get on your hands and knees, baby."

Emily giggled and obliged. "Do it to me, Dustin." He got between her legs and slipped inside her. She gasped. "Oh, that's nice." She looked over at me. "It's too bad you can't feel this, honey. It's lovely. Much better than taking it up your ass, I bet."

I sat back awkwardly. "Should I leave, or..."

Emily shook her head, curls bouncing around her face as Dustin rammed into her. "No, stay, we might need you again. Isn't that right, baby?" she said over her shoulder. Dustin just grunted in return. "See, I won't let Dustin come inside me, and he doesn't like wearing condoms. As you can imagine, this presents a problem. Poor boy does a lot of coming into tissues. Oh, baby, right there, do it right there, that's perfect" She laughed. "He wanted to come on my tits, but you can imagine how I felt about that. Gross!" Dustin picked up the pace behind her, and she closed her eyes with pleasure for a moment. "Plus," she said, "what is it you're always begging me to do?"

"Fuck you up your ass," he said, slamming into her. God, they were both so attractive.

"He wants to fuck me up my ass," she said, grinning at me. "But I won't let him, because I have self-respect. But you... you you don't mind, do you? You've already let three of his brothers do it to you, haven't you?"

For a moment, I almost wanted to resist. I didn't like it! I cried! I begged them to stop! But what good would it do? I couldn't even escape chastity without her. It felt like the time for resistance was gone. So I just nodded meekly.

"Say it," said Emily.

"I don't... I don't mind," I mumbled.

"Mind what?"

"He can, um, fuck me up my ass. And come in me." My cheeks were red with shame. My cock strained again in its tiny cage.

"Hands and knees," said Emily softly. I climbed up and got in position next to her, and Dustin quickly knelt behind me. I heard the squirt of lube. I tried to relax as the slippery tip of his cock eased between my legs. Maybe if I could stay calm, it would feel better. He pushed a little way inside and I told my body, don't resist. Let it happen. Let him in. It was the first time a man entered me when I wasn't crying.

"Oh, baby," he moaned. "You're so tight. Cute little ass."

Emily scooched around, lying sideways on her back with her face under mine, so she could study me up close. "How's that feel?" she asked.

"It hurts a little," I breathed. Dustin pushed deeper and I winced. God, he was big. This was only the fourth man to fuck me. I was learning what to expect, but it didn't hurt any less.

"Pretend it's me, baby," she said to Dustin, looking into my eyes. "I'll help." She affected a sexy voice. "It's okay, baby. It hurts a little, but I don't mind if it feels good for you. You can go even deeper up my ass, baby." She could see it was too big for me. She kept her eyes locked on mine the whole time, talking to him as though he was doing this to her instead of me. "Push your big cock all the way inside me."

Dustin obliged, forcing himself slowly, inch by inch, deeper into my rear. I bit my lip, trying not to whimper too loud. Tears were in my eyes again, though, before I I felt his hips against mine and knew he was all the way in.

"I heard it was supposed to feel good for you, because of your prostate or whatever," Emily said softly, as though idly curious. "Like it doesn't feel at all good for real girls, but you might like it. Is that true? Does it feel good?"

Dustin bucked slightly, just the little shove, and I gasped. "I don't know," I admitted. "Maybe a little sometimes. It mostly hurts, though." I tried to blink my tears away, not wanting to splash on Emily's face.

She reached up and gathered a tear to the tip of her finger. She licked it off, smiling gently up at me. She raised her voice to her boyfriend. "Okay baby, I'm ready for you to fuck me up my ass now," she said. "Fuck me like a whore, Dustin. Fuck me until I scream."

Dustin immediately complied. He began fucking me in long, smooth strokes, all the way out to the tip and then plunging back inside. I don't know if I screamed, but I moaned pretty loud. It was too much sensation for me to even process. Pain, definitely, but she was right about the pleasure: I felt it when I searched for it, a deep and giddy ecstasy. Pain, pleasure, and a thousand sensations too intense to classify at all. Simply sensation. A blazing intensity starting in Dustin's ramming cock, spreading through my whole trembling body.

Emily reached between her own legs, fingering herself while she watched my contorted expression. "Fuck me til you come inside me, baby," she gasped. She craned her neck up and kissed another tear off my cheek. "You can be as rough as you want with me, baby. Whatever it takes to make you feel good." She lowered her voice to me. "Moan for him, Vicky," she breathed. "Moan like a whore." I obeyed, mewling and whimpering as he fucked me harder and harder. Girlish sounds of passion. "Good girl," she breathed. She moved her attention to Dustin. "Cum inside me, baby. You can come up my ass, I don't mind. I want you to." Her fingers busy between her legs, eyes locked on mine and filled with ecstasy as her boyfriend hammered me from behind. She came as he did. She arched her back and cried out. Dustin slammed into my ass and roared and I felt his sperm erupt deep inside me. Both of them orgasmed, while my own penis strained feebly at its confines, unable to so much as throb.

When Dustin finally slipped out, I collapsed on the bed. My poor rear was very sore. I pulled my panties up so his cum wouldn't leak on Emily's comforter. Emily herself turned to cuddle with me. She smelled nice. She was still breathing hard; I felt it, warm and sweet on my face.

She brought her fingers up and I dutifully took them in my mouth, sucking her own juices off, tasting her orgasm. "Thank you," she whispered when I was done licking them clean. "You're so sweet." Dustin was already putting his pants back on, but we girls stayed on the bed for a few minutes. Emily looked kind again. She wanted the best for me, really. She thought I wanted all this, on some deep, secret level - so deep I'd never even seen it myself. And who was to say she wasn't right? I couldn't tell, anymore, whether I liked it or not. Emily's hand strayed between my legs, stroking my little pink cage. "Are you gonna be a good girl for the boys, Vicky?"

I nodded.

"I knew you would."

Dustin was waiting for me. I pulled on a nice dress, did my best to fix my hair and makeup, and then followed him out of the sorority house, down the block, and into my new home. The boys were all waiting for me.