Frat Party
by Beady B.



Tonight was the big night. Our fraternity was hosting a party for the sorority
down the street. These girls were hot... every one of them! It must have been
some sort of prerequisite to join it. There weren't a bunch of large breasted
girls, which is fine with me. I prefer small, perky breasts. Each girl was
beautiful in her own way. Some were girl-next-door types, others could've been
models, still others looked like aerobics instructors, while some were a mix
of two or all three things. Most all of them were trim with nicely toned
musculature.

Our fraternity had come up with the plan of the century. We were going to have
fun with the whole group of girls; a mass forced orgy, if you will. It was
decided that I would give the signal to attack, once all the girls had arrived
and the party had gotten going. As part of my plan I invited Cindy, one of the
sorority girls that I had dated a few times, to come over an hour before the
party had begun. She was a tease... always flirting but never putting out. I
couldn't wait to humiliate her.

When she arrived I led her into the main room, then two of my frat brothers
and I jumped her and tied her up. We led her, screaming, down to the basement
where there was a lift. The lift was a part of a stage in the main room
upstairs that we used to entertain. It could be used for plays, magic tricks,
etc. Cindy was to be my attack signal to the rest of the guys. We blindfolded
and gagged her and tied her arms up to an overhead bar connected to the lift.
We then spread her legs about three feet apart and tied her ankles to bars on
the sides of the lift. We then sliced parts of the sides of her tank top and
denim cutoff shorts for easy removal. We then went back upstairs to greet the
other girls as they arrived.

Once all the girls had arrived and the party had gotten going, my friend Greg
nonchalantly walked to the front door and locked the bolt lock with a key...
the only way to open it again. He then signaled me to head to the basement and
set our plan in motion. I slipped quietly through the only other door to the
room and locked it from behind. Then I headed down the stairs to where Cindy
was waiting. I hit a button which opened up a trap door in the floor above the
lift, then pulled a lever which began slowly raising the lift onto the stage
area in the main room above where the party was going on. As the lift rose
into sight all the girls stared in stunned silence. The men in the room all
got excited grins on their faces, knowing what was to come next. After the
lift was raised about four feet above the floor I stopped it. Then, without
any hesitation, I tore off Cindy's tank top and shorts and yelled for the guys
to start "the real party."

There were an equal amount of guys and girls in the room, so each guy grabbed
the nearest girl to begin stripping them naked, as was the plan. I personally
was transfixed by my view of Cindy in her white cotton panties and tight
sports bra. Her nipples were hard and well outlined by the material of her
bra, but the best part of the view was how her panties had ridden up slightly
in the back, exposing just a little of the bottom of her tight butt. I had to
keep myself from drooling as I walked around her, admiring her pert young body
while she stood there, tied and helpless. I could feel my penis becoming
erect, straining against my jeans as I thought of what I was going to do to
her.

All of a sudden, I was jolted from my trance by the sound of male voices,
yelling in pain. I looked up and saw of the men on the ground in obvious pain.
It took me just a second to realize that many of the girls had kicked either
their own attacker or another nearby in the groin. With as many men down as
there were, there were many girls free to help others. The situation quickly
escalated and the girls were quick to take control. I stood there, unable to
do anything for my friends as they were cut down left and right. As all my
friends were being incapacitated the girls began to do what we guys had first
set out to do... they were beginning to remove pieces of clothing from the
guys.

I realized that I was in some major trouble if I didn't do something quick. I
had abandoned all hope of helping my friends. Every one of them were now on
the ground, hopelessly trying to defend himself against the girls' onslaught.
Luckily, I still had an ace up my sleeve. I had the lift to escape with. I
quickly hit the lever and the lift began to lower. My only problem now became
my pride. I had to show up these girls that were outfighting my friends. I
yelled a goodbye to them with a smirk on my face, just to show them that they
didn't defeat all of us. At least one of us was going to escape. But one of
the girls near the lift who heard me smirked right back at me and suddenly
kicked a folding chair under the edge of the lift. My smirk turned into a look
of horror as the lift lowered itself against the chair and grinded to a halt.
I tried to raise the lift again but it was stuck solid, still about three feet
above the floor. The girl who kicked the chair, realizing I was no threat,
rejoined the other girls attack on the boys.

I stood there helplessly scared. I watched as one by one, my friends were
relieved of all their clothes. The girls' laughter filled the room. I knew I
couldn't help the guys. I also knew there was no escape. I couldn't get the
lift to lower and both doors were locked. The only way out was the key in
Greg's pants, which were now lost among the growing pile of clothes in the
corner of the room. As each girl rendered a boy completely naked, she tied his
wrists and ankles together, forcing him to stand on his knees or lay on his
side. Soon the scuffle came to an end and with naked boys scattered across the
floor, all the girls in the room turned toward me with evil grins on their
faces. I took a step backwards and bumped into something. Cindy! In my horror,
I had forgotten about Cindy.

I turned to face her. She was gorgeous! Still tied, standing spread-eagled in
front of me. She looked at me with a mixture of anger and vindication. My eyes
followed hers as she looked, first up at her wrists, then down at her ankles.
She then stared back at me with a stern look on her face. She didn't have to
say a thing, I knew what I had to do. Here I was, in front of a beautiful
girl. She was tied up and in her underwear, yet she was in full control of me
because of the situation. I was humbled. Without a word I obediently removed
the gag from her mouth, untied her wrists and then untied her ankles.

I stepped back from Cindy after releasing her and she stepped toward me to
close the distance. Nervous, excited giggles came from the girls in the room.
Without saying a word she knelt down and began untying my shoes. She slightly
lifted one of my legs and then the other as she removed the shoe and sock from
each of my feet. She then stood up before me and unbuttoned and removed my
shirt, tossing it out to the girls. Then, with a chuckle, she unbuckled my
belt, unsnapped and unzipped my jeans and slid them down around my ankles. She
once again lifted each of my legs as she removed my jeans completely and
relinquished them to the female crowd. I stood there, in front of forty-plus
girls with my erection pressing out against the only piece of clothing I still
had on... my underwear.

Cindy stood up and took a step away from me and placed her hands on her hips,
admiring her handiwork. Although she and I were both in our underwear she
stood proudly, knowing she was gorgeous and not caring who saw her. She was in
control. I, on the other hand, was shaking out of nervousness and humiliation.
My plan ruined and I, the supposed aggressor, was now captured and made
helpless by the very ones I had planned on dominating. Cindy then told me to
remove my underwear for my female audience. Through tears of humiliation I
slowly slid my underwear downward. My erection pressed hard against the
elastic band and then sprung free, to the laughter of all the girls there. It
stood at a forty-five degree upward angle from my body. I don't think my penis
had ever been as hard as I was at that moment. The girls teased me as they saw
that I am uncircumcised and only 5 inches long when erect.

The rest of the evening was a nightmare. Cindy got a razor and shaved my
entire body, finishing with my genitals, and then covered me with a liberal
amount of baby oil. The other girls followed suit with all of the boys. The
girls took turns forcing us to masturbate, one at a time, in front of everyone
else. They did not, however, allow us to reach orgasm. They teased and
tortured us all night and most of the next day, not allowing us any release.
After the keys had been found, Cindy took me to another room, blindfolded me,
and tied me down on a bed. I heard her removing her underwear as she told me
that I was going to perform oral sex on her... something I had sworn never to
do, since I had strongly believed that females were the weaker sex. When I
refused, she gripped my testicles and squeezed sharply squeezed. It didn't
take long at all for her to convince me that I had no say in the matter. I
opened my mouth and tentatively stuck out my tongue as she mounted my face. It
quickly began to drive me crazy as she pressed herself against my mouth and
started moaning, thrusting her weight back and forth against the movement of
my tongue. I wanted so bad to climax. My penis was twitching hard with each
beat of my heart. Cindy giggled through her moans as I began to thrust my
hips, humping nothing but air. Suddenly, Cindy's body went completely stiff
and she pressed hard against my mouth. She let out a few loud, throaty gasps
as she orgasmed, her juices already completely covering my face.

Many of the other guys had experiences similar to the one I had with Cindy.
The "party" finished up with the girls taking videos of each of us
masturbating to orgasm, having been positioned so that we came on our own
faces. From that day on, the sorority has used those videos to blackmail us,
forcing us to do whatever they want us to do as long as the videos aren't
shown to anyone else. Although I and most of the other guys in my fraternity
have since that party been forced to perform oral sex on almost every one of
the girls in that sorority, to my knowledge not one of us has ever gotten even
one glimpse of nudity from any of the girls.

So much for male dominance.