Karen Sorority Slave

By Col.Brewster

Published on Sep 8, 1996

Bisexual

Organization: Concentric Internet Services

I did not write this story!

MRWADE12.STY BY MASTER WADE

Karen, The Sorority Slave

Part One

A year or so before I met Monica I had met a pretty young girl

named Karen in a rather unusual way. I was staying in a hotel in

Chicago on business and one evening after having been out rather late

I walked down the hall to my room and noticed someone sitting in the

floor outside one of the other rooms. It soon became obvious that it

was a woman sitting there, and that she was completely nude.

I was afraid that she might be in some need of help, so I walked

past my room until I confronted her, asking her if I could be of help

in some way. She never raised her head, but continued to sit there

naked with her head bowed. I could tell that she had been crying;

there were tears still glistening on her bare legs. She made no

effort to cover herself and her cross legged position allowed me to

see her naked pussy as well as her bare tits. While her tits were

quite small they were still attractive, and her nipples seemed to be

quite hard and red looking. Her pussy was completely shaved.

"I don't mean to intrude, but its a bit unusual to find a naked

woman sitting in the hall....are you locked out of your room?", I

asked.

"They locked me out", she answered quietly, still not raising

her head from its bowed position.

"Who are they?", I asked, perplexed.

"The girls sent me out here to sit."

It all sounded so matter of fact in the way that she said it.

It was as if it should all make sense to me, but regardless to me. Who were these girls, and why did they send her out in the

hall naked, and why did she allow herself to be sent out, and why did

she just continue to sit here naked? I had lots of questions, but

she didn't seem to be to quick with answers to them.

"Look, I'm in room 410 just down the hall...why don't you come

down to my room and let me loan you a robe? Then, if you like, you

can call the room and talk to them about letting you back in, whoever

they are."

"No, they wouldn't like that, and they would punish me", she

sighed.

Just then the door opened and two young black teenage girls came

out of the room.

"Who is this honkey white man Karen, you little slut?", one of

the girls asked menacingly.

"I don't know him, honest!", Karen said with an obvious amount

of fear in her voice.

"Look...what's going on here?", I asked. "If this girl is a

friend of yours why is she sitting out here naked? Who are you

people?"

The two young girls brushed past me and lifted Karen by her arms

and led her back into the room, closing the door in my face with no

further explanation. I walked back to my room shaking my head and

wondering if I should call the front desk or perhaps even the

police. But still the girl they had called Karen didn't seem to want

any help from anyone, even though she did seem to be being taken

advantage of in some way. She seemed several years older to me than

the black girls. It really seemed as if she could have perhaps been

their school teacher or chaperone or something, but there was little

doubt who was in charge for the moment at least.

I had just about decided to call the desk when the phone rang.

"Yes?", I answered.

"Mister, this is Karen, the girl you just talked to in the

hall. I just wanted to make sure that you understand that I'm ok and

in no danger. We wouldn't want you get worried about me and have you

cause trouble for us."

"Well, honestly, I was just about ready to call the front desk.

Would you mind explaining to me just what is going on? After all

they could be forcing you to make this call or something too, you

know."

Just then one of the black girls took over the phone.

"Hey, Mister, why dont' you come on down to our room and we'll

explain it all to you so you won't worry so much. You may be just

what we're looking for anyway", she said.

"Ok, I'll do just that, but you'd better have a good explanation

and you'd better not try any funny stuff with me!"

The whole situation was pretty wierd, and I wasn't about to get

messed up in something that would get me in trouble. Still, I knew I

wouldn't be able to sleep until I knew that this Karen was going to

be ok.

"I'll be right down", I said, hanging up the phone.

When I entered their room I found Karen sitting in the center of

one of the queen size beds, in much the same position as she had been

in while out in the hall. There were in total six black girls in the

room along with Karen and I and the one who seemed to be the leader

motioned to a chair and asked me to have a seat.

I sat in the chair and looked at the girls curiously. The

situation seemed far less ominous now than it had before. The girls

were all young, probably college age, and all really quite

attractive. In addition they were all wearing night-gowns of various

and sundry types.

"You see, Mister...hey what is your name anyway?", the leader

asked.

"My name is Wade, and I'm from Virginia", I replied.

"Well, Mr. Wade, we're all in a sorority at a nearby college.

Its an all girls school, and this is sort of an initiation ceremony

we're having here. Its nothing for you to worry about."

"Well, that all makes sense, except that this lady you call

Karen seems to be the one being initiated. She seems old enough to

be your chaperone or something, and it is a bit odd that she's the

only white woman here. How do you explain that?"

The black girls all giggled. "Its really very simple. Karen is

a slave-slut. Her husband has some ties with the President of the

college and he sent her to our sorority house to be our slave. She's

a very bi little slut and loves for us to use her and we all have

great fun doing just that. Feel better now?"

"Is what they are telling me the truth, Karen?", I asked her

directly.

"Yes, it is the truth, Mr. Wade. And the whole truth is that I

love every second of it. Nothing turns me on more than being the

slave of these black girls and doing whatever it is that they ask me

to do."

Her response was quite clearly spoken and seemed to be quite

sincere, but still there was something about it all that bothered

me. Perhaps I just wasn't used to the idea of a woman wanting to be

the slave of a group of black teenagers.

"You spoke of punishment out in the hall...do these girls punish

you often Karen?", I asked.

"Not really", she replied, "you see they only punish me when I

don't do the things they request of me, and that very seldom

happens."

"Just what sort of things do they make you do?", I wondered.

The black teen who had been acting as spokesperson smiled and

said, "Why don't we just show Mr. Wade some of the things we make you

do? He might find it very interesting."

"Anything you say, Mistress", Karen said calmly.

The other girls all clapped and giggled and the "Mistress" Karen

had referred to opened the drapes which covered the large window at

the end of the room and cleared off the low table which sat in front

of it. She then instructed Karen to stand on the table and to show

her body to us. I watched with wide eyes as Karen moved from the bed

to the table, standing in the open window completely nude and

spreading her legs lewdly in front of me and the other girls who had

now all sat down in the floor and on the bed to watch her

performance.

I was slowly aware of music playing on the radio in the room and

Karen moved her naked and quite pretty body sensuosly to the beat of

the song which was playing. Her hands played at her tits, pinching

her nipples and making them hard and then cradling them and lifting

them in an offering kind of way to those of us who watched. Slowly

her hand moved down her stomach to her belly and on further to her

crotch where she reached between her now wide open legs and pulled

her outer cunt lips down and out opening her pussy to the view of

those who were watching her.

"Now, show us your ass, dirty white slut!", commanded her

Mistress.

Karen turned slowly, exposing her bare tits now to anyone who

might be watching from the outside and bending over slowly reached

back behind herself to spread her ass cheeks open wide, giving us all

a clear view of her shaved pussy and her little brown asshole.

One of the black girls seated in the floor now produced a dildo

and handed it to Karen as she straightened up once more and turned

back to face us. It was a big dildo, one of the largest ones I'd

ever seen, and it was totally black and shaped like a cock in every

way, complete to the veins along the sides of the shaft and the big

head at the tip.

Karen seemed to have this routine down to a science and didn't

have to be directed as to what to do next. Bending her knees and

assuming a semi-squatting position, she began to insert the big dildo

in her now dripping wet cunt. I watched excitedly as she slowly

inserted more and more of the huge cock like rod up into her pussy.

I was not the only one becoming excited. Some of the girls who

watched were now playing with their nipples and running their hands

into their panties as they watched their white slave performing for

them.

The expression on Karen's face had slowly changed during her

performance. At first it had been a rather blank look, much like she

had no emotion at all about what was happening. But as she had

become involved in showing off her naked body she had begun to smile

and show signs of honest enjoyment and genuine excitement. Now as

she began fucking herself with the dildo in earnest, the look on her

face was one of extreme passion. It was a sight to see, for sure.

Two of the pretty young girls now came and knelt beside my chair

and reaching over into my lap began rubbing my crotch. My cock had

grown quickly hard watching the horny little slut display her

nakedness and the touch of the two young hands rubbing me made me

even harder. I wasn't sure whether to allow them to do what they

were doing or not, but the sight of Karen fucking herself with the

huge dildo made it very hard to say no.

The room was beginning to smell strongly of sex. I was sure

that Karen's pussy was not the only wet one in the room and as I

looked around at the young girls they were all freely fingering their

pussies. While Karen continued fucking herself on the table, two of

the young girls crawled up onto one of the beds and stripping off

their clothes began sixty-nining. Karen's eyes became glued to the

sight of the two girls eating each other and her movements with the

huge fake cock grew more rapid and intense.

The two girls who had knelt beside my chair now had removed my

throbbing member from my pants and were alternately stroking it and

licking at the head with their pink tongues. Karen's eyes darted

back and forth from the bed to my chair and her breathing became

suddenly audible throughout the room.

The two girls who were left rose and stood next to Karen on the

table. One of them reached behind her and began to insert a finger

up her ass. The other moved her mouth to Karen's breasts and began

sucking at her hard, pink nipples. Standing on her tiptoes, the girl

who was fingering Karen's ass moved her mouth to Karen's mouth and

began kissing her deeply. The whole room reeked with the smell of

cunt juice and reverberated with the sloppy sounds of wet pussies

being licked and fingered and fucked.

I felt my cock being taken deeply in one of the girls mouths and

began hunching my hips up to stroke my cock in and out of her wet,

red lips. The sight of Karen being made love to by the two young

black girls was really getting to me, and I knew that it wouldn't be

long before I would be spewing my hot white cum into one of the girls

mouths who knelt beside me. I ran my hands down the backs of the

girls on either side of me and reached into the tiny panties to find

the wet pussies which were by now begging to be filled. Sliding my

fingers into both of them at once I began to finger-fuck two black

teenage girls as I watched two more sixty-nining on the bed and as I

watched two more of them bringing their exhibitionist white slave to

a climax in front of the big window.

When Karen began to moan in the young girls mouth and hunch her

hips violently back and forth against the huge black dildo the chain

reaction began. Suddenly all over the room orgasms were occuring.

My own came swiftly and the hot cum shot out of my jerking cock into

the mouth of the tiny little black girl on my left who was sucking me

at the time. She sucked and sucked and sucked and while I was aware

that she didn't seem to be swallowing any of it, she seemed intent on

getting every drop of my cum from my cock.

Her very strong orgasm now over, Karen was led over to the bed

in front of my chair, the big dildo still inserted in her cunt. They

laid her on her back in front of me, and all surrounded her as they

watched the girl who had taken my cum rise and move over her

outstretched body. She lowered her face to Karen's and kissed her

mouth deeply, spilling the cum which I had filled her mouth with into

Karen's hungry and waiting mouth. They each took turns kissing her

now, letting her slide the still warm cum from her tongue to theirs

as they french kissed her with abandon.

I was certainly convinced now that Karen was not being held

against her will by the young teen black girls. And my attitude

toward the entire evening had changed quite a bit since my return to

the hotel. I was no longer considering calling the front desk. Nor

was I in any hurry to return to my room. I was sure there was more

that I needed to learn about this sorority to which these girls

belonged, and about the white slave they so eagerly used.


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