girls club initiation
Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2022 9:03 pm
My neighborhood had a girls club that was strictly 18 years and older. Each year the club had an induction of all the girls who turned 18 the prior year. It was sort of a right of passage to adulthood.
There was an initiation connected that all the inductees had to pass. The members would divide up the "pledges" among them, usually 5-6 members to 1 pledge and they would plan the initiation. Obviously some groups were more sadistic than others, and it was somewhat of a competition between the groups. The pledges were blindfolded during the entire ordeal so they would not know who was initiating them. Voices were altered with a cell phone app.
To begin pledges were blindfolded and hands were tied behind their backs. They were taken by their initiators to different rooms. This particular year the theme was Damsels in distress and each room was to design a scenario of a pledge in a compromised position and after each room was opened for inspection by the members, bids were placed auction style to have the room for 30 minutes for whatever they wanted to do with the pledge. There were some rules but not too many (mostly, no major injuries). The money raised would go to charity. The overlying scenarios were Middle Age punishments.
I was put into a set of stocks, others in Pillories, even a Dunking stool and a rack. My predicament was described to me in great detail including the implements that were provided to torture me with, feathers, brushes, and rubber bands. My shoes and socks were removed and my (very ticklish) feet were rubbed with moisturizing cream. If I asked for mercy or a break, an article of clothing would be removed and I would be photographed.
Heard a group enter the room and my initiation began. Music was turned on loud to muffle the noise. At the beginning fingers and brushes were used to tickle the soles of my feet. I was reduced to a giggling mess. The feathers were used along with q-tips to tickle my face nose and ears. I was begging for mercy in 10 minutes, which cost me my shirt. Followed by my bra and pants. My underpants were left on. I then heard several dogs barking and couldn't imagine what was going on. I soon found out. Peanut butter was smeared on my feet, face, underarms and stomach. When the dogs were let go, I couldn't imagine how much it tickled. I couldn't control myself and wet myself. I didn't make the 30 minutes but was allowed to join. I was given an old t-shirt to wear and the members put a diaper on me.
When I was let out of the room in my new attire I was met with jeering and laughter by members and pledges alike. We were forbidden to talk about what happened in any of the rooms. I knew what the punishment would be, so i never said a word.
There was an initiation connected that all the inductees had to pass. The members would divide up the "pledges" among them, usually 5-6 members to 1 pledge and they would plan the initiation. Obviously some groups were more sadistic than others, and it was somewhat of a competition between the groups. The pledges were blindfolded during the entire ordeal so they would not know who was initiating them. Voices were altered with a cell phone app.
To begin pledges were blindfolded and hands were tied behind their backs. They were taken by their initiators to different rooms. This particular year the theme was Damsels in distress and each room was to design a scenario of a pledge in a compromised position and after each room was opened for inspection by the members, bids were placed auction style to have the room for 30 minutes for whatever they wanted to do with the pledge. There were some rules but not too many (mostly, no major injuries). The money raised would go to charity. The overlying scenarios were Middle Age punishments.
I was put into a set of stocks, others in Pillories, even a Dunking stool and a rack. My predicament was described to me in great detail including the implements that were provided to torture me with, feathers, brushes, and rubber bands. My shoes and socks were removed and my (very ticklish) feet were rubbed with moisturizing cream. If I asked for mercy or a break, an article of clothing would be removed and I would be photographed.
Heard a group enter the room and my initiation began. Music was turned on loud to muffle the noise. At the beginning fingers and brushes were used to tickle the soles of my feet. I was reduced to a giggling mess. The feathers were used along with q-tips to tickle my face nose and ears. I was begging for mercy in 10 minutes, which cost me my shirt. Followed by my bra and pants. My underpants were left on. I then heard several dogs barking and couldn't imagine what was going on. I soon found out. Peanut butter was smeared on my feet, face, underarms and stomach. When the dogs were let go, I couldn't imagine how much it tickled. I couldn't control myself and wet myself. I didn't make the 30 minutes but was allowed to join. I was given an old t-shirt to wear and the members put a diaper on me.
When I was let out of the room in my new attire I was met with jeering and laughter by members and pledges alike. We were forbidden to talk about what happened in any of the rooms. I knew what the punishment would be, so i never said a word.
Not afraid?