Gboy got himself into quite a predicament. He hid his chastity cage, and he still hasn't given up the combination so I could get his dick locked again. So the interrogation continues! This is one of my most action packed, hottest sessions! Predicament bondage, stocks, CBT, ass whipping, nipple torment, and Gboy even gets sock gagged when he continues to refuse to talk. Eventually, I DO get him to give up the combination. But is it the right combo, or does he lie to me and get punished further? Check out the video to find out.
Pledge Master: “For the next 4 weeks, you’ll be getting to know each and every member of this fraternity very well. You’ll also be getting to know the other pledges very well. You should never turn down an opportunity to learn more about a member of this fraternity. Keep that in mind, pledges. You will be spending much of your time here blindfolded. You should not need to see the brothers of this fraternity if you know them well enough. You should soon be able to recognize their voices. You should know their footsteps when they enter the room. You should recognize the smell of their sweat when they get back from football practice. You will learn to know each and every member of this frat well enough that being blindfolded shouldn’t interfere with any of that. Is that understood?”
Pledges: “Yes pledge master!”
Pledge Master: “Good. Blindfold the pledges.”
On that order, two fraternity brothers immediately blindfolded all of the pledges. It was obvious that Mike wasn’t happy about this. He had a very unsure look on his face. He was always very homophobic, and just the idea of being blindfolded in a room with a bunch of dudes scared him. Add to that the fact that they were all shirtless, and he was even more uneasy about it.
Pledge Master: "Good. Now handcuff them."
Pledge Master: "Is there a problem?"
Mike pulled his hands out from behind his back, against his orders. He pulled his blindfold off and looked at the pledge master.
Mike: "Why do you want to handcuff us?"
Pledge Master: "If you're too uncomfortable to be around the brothers of this frat while handcuffed, then we don't have to handcuff you pledge."
Mike: "Ok, good."
Pledge Master: "You may leave now."
Mike: "Wait, what?"
Pledge Master: "Nobody is forcing you to be here right now, pledge. You may leave."
Mike: "But...um, I can't. Remember?"
Pledge Master: "Are you choosing to stay and follow the rules of this frat, pledge? Or are you choosing to leave? Choose now, pledge."
Mike: "Um, I guess I'm choosing to stay."
Pledge Master: "You guess?"
Mike: "I'm choosing to stay."
Pledge Master: "And follow the rules of this frat?"
Mike: "Um, yeah, I guess so."
Pledge Master: "Say it pledge, and address me properly, with respect!"
Mike: "I'm choosing to stay and follow the rules of this frat, pledge master."
Pledge Master: "That's better. Now, handcuff them."
All of the pledges were handcuffed behind their backs, locked in very rigid Irish 8 handcuffs.
Pledge Master: "Pledge Mike, I see you chose to remove your blindfold without permission. Then you chose not to put it back on. Maybe it came off too easily. Brother Jason, get something more secure on this pledge."
Bother Jason left the room, and returned with a leather hood. The hood had a built-in blindfold that could slide over the pledge's eyes and buckle tightly and securely. It also had a place for a removable ball gag, should it be needed later if the pledge can't keep his mouth shut when he's told to. It also had a leather piece to cover the pledge's mouth, which also bucked on tightly and securely. He put the hood on pledge Mike and strapped the blindfold and mouth cover in place.
Pledge Master: "Brother Jason, go behind pledge Mike, lace up that hood really tight, and make sure it's buckled so there's no chance of it coming loose."
Brother Jason went behind pledge Mike and laced up the leather hood, making sure to pull the laces tight at every notch. Then he buckled the built-in collar to make sure it feel even more confining to pledge Mike.
Mike: "Is this really necessary?"
Pledge Master: "It's necessary if I say it's necessary, pledge. I was happy with just the blindfold. You removed it without permission. Now you get the hood."
Mike finally learned to shut up. He must have realized he was only getting himself in deeper.
Pledge Master: "Now, pledges, I will read you the rest of the rules for your first week here. In addition to what I said before, you are to remain shirtless at all times when in the frat house. You may bring a shirt with you and put it on outside the door, but your shirt comes off before you set foot inside the frat house when you return. You are to obey any member of this frat. That means if he tells you to do something, no matter what it is, you will obey and do it promptly and to the best of your ability. Are these rules understood, pledges?"
Pledges (all except Mike): "Yes pledge master!"
Pledge Master: "Pledge Mike, I didn't hear you. Are these rules understood?"
Mike: "Yeah, I got it."
Pledge Master: "What did I say a few minutes ago about respect, pledge?"
Mike hesitated, then the terrible thought of being asked to leave entered his mind again. He knew he had to make this work.
Mike: "I understand the rules, pledge master."
Pledge Master: "Good. Now for the consequences for any violation of the rules during your first week. Any pledge caught violating any rule will be punished with 10 swats of the paddle on his bare ass. That is the punishment for a first offense. For a second offence of violating any rule, not necessarily the same rule, that pledge's dick will be locked in chastity for 1 week. For a third violation of a rule, that pledge must remain naked when in any part of the frat house for 1 week. Just like the shirtless rule, that means your clothes come off before you set foot inside the frat house. When you violate a rule, all members of this frat will be informed, and they may decide to administer additional punishments of their own. Since one of the rules is obeying them, I suggest you keep that in mind and don't make things worse for yourself. You're probably noticing the punishments for rule violations here become more severe with each additional offense. Don't fuck up, and you won't have to worry about it. Pledges, are the rules and consequences clear?"
Pledge: "Yes pledge master."
Pledge Master: "Now, pledges, I want you to each tell me why you want to be in this frat."
One by one he called on each of the pledges to tell him why they wanted to be accepted by Alpha Beta Kappa.
"I want to be part of the best frat in the world, pledge master."
"I want to always be there for my brothers, pledge master."
When he came to Mike, he hesitated, then answered quietly.
Mike: "You know..."
Pledge Master: "Pledge Mike, why do you want to be in this frat? Tell me now."
Mike (quietly): "I have to be..."
Pledge Master: "Tell me why you want to be here pledge. I need a better reason."
Mike: "Um...because this is the coolest frat, pledge master."
Pledge Master: "I will accept that. Pledge Mike, it's going to be an interesting week. We'll see how you do."
Mike: "Sorry pledge master."
Pledge Master: "Words mean nothing, pledge. It is your actions that speak louder. So we'll see how you do this week."
Mike: "I understand, pledge master."
The pledges were released from the handcuffs, and the blindfolds (and Mike's hood) were removed. Then they were all sent to their rooms for the night while the frat brothers came up with some plans for them for the week.
The next morning...
The pledges were all shirtless as they hung around the house. Nobody had strayed from that rule, yet. Mike was sitting on the couch watching TV when brother Jason sat down next to him.
Jason: "So, pledge, what's up with your attitude? You seem like you don't want to be here."
Mike: "Um...I do want to be here."
Jason: "Come on pledge, I know something's up. Tell me what's going on. You can trust me, pledge."
Mike: "Nothing is going on."
Jason: "Pledge, tell me now. Why are you here if you don't want to be?"
Mike: "I don't know what you're talking about."
Jason: "Is that the story you're sticking to, pledge?"
Later that night, Jason was talking to the pledge master. He pried a bit, trying to approach the subject of Mike, but nothing was revealed. Then Jason grabbed a beer for the pledge master. Then another, and another. After a few beers, it slipped out really easily. Jason was told all about how Mike had to live at the frat house and it was his only chance to stay at this college.
Jason (grinning): "Is that so? Interesting..."
The next day...
Jason had football practice. It was a really hard practice, the coach worked them like never before. On his way back to the frat house, Jason has a devlish grin on his face the entire time as he was thinking about what he was going to do when he got back. He didn't like being lied to by anyone, especially a pledge.
He walked in the house and immediately saw Mike on the couch. He sat down next to him.
Jason: "So, pledge, still sticking to your story from yesterday? Or are you gonna tell me what's up?"
Mike: "I told you, nothing is up!"
Jason: "Probably not a good idea to raise your voice to any member of this frat, pledge, especially me. Come with me."
Jason put his hand on Mike's shoulder and led him to his room.
Mike (pushing Jason away from him a bit): "Damn, you're so fucking sweaty man!"
Jason: "Yeah, the coach worked us really hard at practice today. These clothes need to come off of me pretty badly."
Mike: "Yeah, you should go shower dude."
Jason: "I said, these clothes need to come off of me. Get to it pledge, take them off of me. But first, take your clothes off. All of them. A pledge shouldn't be wearing more clothes than I'm about to have on."
Mike: "You can't be serious man."
Jason: "I am serious. You do remember what your pledge master said about obeying all members of this frat, right pledge?"
Mike: "Um, yeah, I guess."
Mike took his time, but ended up taking all of this clothes off.
Jason (snapping his fingers and pointing at his cleats): "On your knees, pledge."
Mike got down on his knees and started unlacing Jason's cleats. From the look on Mike's face combined with his hesitation and extreme slowness, Jason knew he felt pretty humiliated having to do this. But Jason didn't like the fact that Mike lied to him, and now he was going to pay for it.
Jason: "Faster, pledge!"
Mike continued, but didn't pick up his speed.
Jason: "I'm warning you pledge, faster, and with more enthusiasm!"
Mike looked up at Jason with a "Whatever man!" look on his face, and continued just as slow as before. He finally got both cleats off.
Jason: "Now the socks, no hands. Get to it!"
Mike: "How the fuck am I supposed to get them off without using my hands?"
Jason: "You'll have to use your mouth. Socks off, now pledge!"
Mike: "That's crazy. You can't make me do that."
Jason: "Oh, by the way, did I mention that I know you lied to me yesterday?"
Mike had a confused look on his face.
Jason: "Yep, and I know the real reason why it's so important to you to be accepted by this frat."
Mike's confused look now turned into a defeated look. He didn't know what to say.
Jason put a collar on Mike and tied a rope to it to use as a leash, in case he needed to give it a yank if Mike was moving too slowly.
Jason (snapping fingers again): "Socks, pledge, now!"
Mike hesitated again. Jason gave the leash a sharp tug toward his feet.
Mike got back down on his knees and with a look of disgust, he bit the very end of each of Jason's socks and slowly pulled them off of his feet, then dropped each sock before moving away from it.
Jason: "Is that any way to show respect for a member of this frat, pledge? Now pick that sock up off the floor until I tell you that you can drop it."
Mike reached over with his hand as Jason grabbed his arm, stopping him.
Jason: "No. Use your mouth, pledge. You're going to pick it up with your mouth and hold it in your mouth until I give you further instructions."
With a sigh and a very defeated, humiliated look, Mike leaned down and picked up Jason's sweaty sock with his mouth, then looked up at Jason as if to say, "Please have some mercy on me!"
Jason made him remain like that for a good 5 minutes.
Jason: "Pledge, drop the sock, then stand up and put your hands behind your back."
Jason obeyed. Before Mike knew what was happening, Jason had cuffed his hands behind his back with a pair of hinged cuffs.
Jason: "I warned you about going too slow pledge. By not obeying, you're only making it rougher on yourself. Now get these pants off of me."
Mike: "But you just cuffed my hands behind my back."
Jason: "Yep, I did. Again, you'll have to use your mouth."
Mike: "Come on man, I'm not into that gay shit."
Jason: "I'm not gay. But you might be before long if you don't get your act together. Now get my pants off, pledge! Hop to it, and don't take forever this time or we'll keep going."
Mike was trying really hard to avoid getting anywhere near Jason's dick and balls, but he quickly realized there was absolutely no way he was going to get his pants off unless he started by getting his pants loosened. This meant his mouth would have to get real up close and personal with Jason's waist, and everything around it. He struggled for a while, but he eventually got his pants loosened. Then, little by little, he was able to get them pulled down and completely off of Jason. Now Mike was left with nothing but his shirt on, and his jock.
Jason: "I'm tired of waiting for you to do simple tasks I'm giving you, pledge."
Mike took his own shirt off. Jason was still kneeling on the floor. He briefly glanced at Mike's jock, then looked up at him. Although there were no words coming out of Mike's mouth, probably because he didn't want to give Jason any ideas he may not have already had, it was as if he was begging. If there were words, they probably would have been, "Please Jason, PLEASE don't make me pull your sweaty jock off! Anything but that!"