Karen, The Sorority Slave - part 1

Karen, The Sorority Slave - part 1

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 of how calmly
and matter-of-factly she said it, it didn’t make sense at all 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 chaperon 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
chaperon 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 sensuously 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 an d 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. –