Jason kicked back on the bed with his legs hanging over the edge, as Dan reluctantly tried to kneel between his legs and got really close to his balls.
Jason: “Get to it, pledge. Your buddy Mike over there will remain in that position until I feel my balls have been thoroughly cleaned by your tongue.”
Dan began halfheartedly licking Jason’s balls. He hated every minute of it, but knew if he didn’t comply it would only get worse.
Mike’s legs began shaking occassionally, as he struggled to maintain the predicament that Jason had put him in. While Jason’s balls were being washed by Dan’s tongue, a “thud” sound was heard. Jason looked over and saw that Mike had let the sneaker-weighted dildo slip out of this mouth.
Jason: “Ohhh, bad move, pledge!”
Mike: "Sorry, but it was really hard to hold that thing in my mouth like that."
Jason: "Whose problem is that pledge?"
Mike: "Yours, because you made me do something that was almost impossible."
Jason: "Wrong answer, pledge. Get in pushup position with your nose over that sneaker."
Mike stopped to try to think where Jason was going with this.
Jason: "NOW, pledge!"
Mike got into a pushup position over the sneaker.
Jason: "I want 20 pushups with perfect form, and every time you go down, your nose and mouth go into that sneaker and hold it for 2 seconds before coming back up again. Understood pledge?"
Mike: "Yes Sir."
Jason: "That's better. Now get to it!"
Mike started doing pushups over the sneaker. Every time he came up, he did so with a look of disgust. He was extemely humiliated and could hardly bear the idea of having his nose in another guy's sweaty sneaker, and now he was doing just that.
Jason: "You better start looking a lot happier about what you're doing down there,pledge!"
Mike's expression didn't change much as he finished the last five pushups.
Jason: "Why didn't you look happier doing those pushups, pledge?"
Mike: "Because they weren't just pushups. You made me do them over a sweaty sneaker. How did you think I'd look doing that?"
Jason: "Watch the attitude, pledge! So are you saying they sucked more because you're not used to having your nose buried in a sweaty sneaker like that?"
Mike: "That's exactly what I'm saying."
Jason: "I'm sorry pledge, that's all my fault."
Mike: "I'm glad you realize that."
Jason: "I do realize it, and unlike some guys, I take responsibility for my mistakes, and correct them so they don't happen again in the future."
Jason: "Get over here, pledge."
Mike knew better than to stand up. He crawled over to Jason. Jason pulled up the underwear around Mike's neck and tied it in position behind him so it served as a humiliating gag.
Mike: "Wha uh fuk arr you ooing?"
Jason: "I'm correcting things so they don't happen again in the future, pledge. Now get down on the floor, put your nose and mouth in that sneaker, and keep your hands behind your back while you lay there. While you're down there, you're going to breathe in deep. I expect to hear your breathing. If I don't, you're not taking deep enough whiffs of that sneaker. After a while of this, we shouldn't have any more issues of you not being used to having your nose buried in a sweaty sneaker. Then maybe next time I make you do pushups over a sneaker, I'll see a happier expression on your face."
Mike hesitated for about a half second, but he knew he better not waste any time stalling. He laid down on the floor with his nose and mouth buried in the sneaker as Jason had ordered him to do.
Jason: "As for you, pledge Dan, have your ball washing duties taught you anything about why you shouldn't stick your nose in other people's business?"
Dan: "Yes Sir, sorry, it won't happen again."
Jason: "Good. Now tell me and your buddy Mike here how my balls tasted?"
Dan: "I don't know. They tasted horrible."
Jason: "I want to know what they tasted like. Not just that they tasted horrible. What did my sweat taste like pledge?"
Dan: "Come on, you can't be serious."
Jason: "I'll be right back pledges. Don't move."
Jason left the room to take a piss.
Dan: "I'm not doing this shit man. This is crazy."
Mike: "I know it is, trust me, but if you don't do it he'll make me do it, and probably even more of it."
Dan: "So, why the hell are you putting up with it?"
Mike: "Because I have to. It's a long story man, but I have to get into this frat. If I don't, I won't be able to go to this college, and I'll be screwed."
Dan: "Well that sucks man, but I don't think I'm gonna do much more of this if he tries to make me. Sorry about your luck."
Mike: "Ya know, you've gotten yourself in some jams that I kept to myself. You owe me one man."
Dan: "Like what?"
Mike: "You cheated on a very important exam."
Dan: "How did you know about that?"
Mike: "Brad told me, and that he was the one you paid to help you out. If you hadn't done so well on that exam, you wouldn't even be here talking to me about this right now."
Dan: "Dude, you can't tell anyone about that!"
Mike: "So does that mean you're gonna help me out here?"
Dan: "Um...Yeah I guess man."
Jason returned to the room, looking more cocky and arrogant than ever, like he had some new evil plan in mind.
Jason: "So, pledge Dan, you don't think I'm serious? I AM serious. Tell me what my sweat tasted like on that pledge tongue of yours."
Dan: "I don't know, it tasted like sweat."
Jason: "Well maybe you need to taste more then. Maybe you'll be able to answer my question properly after that. Get down at my feet, and start lickin em. Now!"
Dan: "You're kidding, right?"
Jason: "Let me put it this way. Either you start licking my feet within the next 30 seconds, or you'll be doing that and a lot more for much longer."
Dan briefly looked over at Mike, then let out a pissed off sigh and went down to Jason's feet. He started barely touching them with the tip of his tongue.
Jason: "I said lick em, not tickle em with your tongue, pledge! Now get your full tongue on my sweaty feet and start cleaning them!"
Dan put a little more effort into the job, but not much. After about a minute, he stopped.
Dan: "Ok, I'm done, I licked them."
Jason: "I'll be the one to tell you when you're done pledge! Actually, since you think you're done before you even licked them thorougly, I've got a better idea."
Jason put a blindfold on Dan. Then he went to the kitchen and came back with some mayonaisse. He carefully placed a few small specs on his feet. He put a small bit in three places between his toes, another few bits on the bottoms of his feet, and a few others on the sides of his feet. Each bit of mayonaisse was slightly larger than the point of a pen.
Jason: "Ok pledge, since you're not doing a very good job of licking my feet thoroughly, I've arranged something to make sure you do. I've put a few bits of something edible in a certain areas on my feet. Since you're blindfolded, you won't know where it's at. I suggest you clean my feet thoroughly with your tongue. When you are damn sure you've covered every inch, you let me know. If I find anything left on my feet, you'll be punished, then we'll start this game all over again."
Dan didn't know what to say. He couldn't even believe Jason's twisted, sadistic mind could come up with such a humiliating task. But it did, and he was starting to realize that compliance was the best response, if he didn't want things to get worse for him.
Dan continued tongue cleaning Jason's feet.
Jason happened to notice something out of the corner of his eye. He saw Mike laying on the floor, not on top of, but next to the sneaker. Mike thought that Jason was so occupied with Dan that he wouldn't notice.
Jason: "Pledge Mike. Why is your nose not buried in that sneaker?"
Mike (still gagged with Dan's underwear): "Wha oo you ean? Ihh wah."
Mike still thought he couldn't see him, like he was just testing him, until he looked up and had a clear shot of Jason laying on the bed.
Jason: "Now you're gonna lick em! You get to tongue clean those sneakers while your buddy Dan here gets to tongue clean my feet."
Mike: "Bu, I orry, I wah ust aking a bwake."
Jason: "There will be no breaks for pledges in this frat who misbehave. In fact, get over here."
Mike crawled over to the side of the bed. Jason got off the bed, grabbed a chastity device, and locked it on Mike's dick.
Jason: "You've vioated the rules at least twice. Per the rules, your dick is not locked in chastity for a full week. If you don't want that extended, or worse, I suggest you get over there and start licking those sneakers clean pledge!"
Jason removed the underwear gag, then Mike returned to his position on the floor.
Jason: "I don't see any tongue action on those sneakers, pledge! LICK!"
Mike started licking the top of Dan's sneaker. The look of disgust returned to his face, even worse than before.
While Jason had turned his attention to Mike, Dan took the opportunity to catch his breath, and try to recover some of his dignity.
Jason: "Pledge Dan, if you don't start using your full tongue to clean my feet, you're going to be doing this all night to get them clean. And you WILL get them clean! Move to the bottoms, that's where they really need to be cleaned most."
Dan moved to the bottom of Jason's right foot, and continued as ordered.
Jason: "Pledge Dan, tell me what my sweat tastes like?"
Dan: "Um, it still tastes like sweat."
Dan laughed. Maybe he expected Jason to laugh at his little wisecrack. Jason didn't laugh.
Jason: "More tongue cleaning it is. Now you're going to give me a full tongue bath. Every inch starting with my feet, and I want you to give special attention to these sweaty pits. Like I said, it was a really hard practice today."