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Callie was bound in a kind of upright spread-eagle position, down in the basement of the sorority house. As usual, she was part hanging from the ceiling, part trying to ease the strain by standing on her painfully tight ballet boots. The basement had everything a professional dominatrix would probably have in her dungeon as well. The center of the room though was just a simple iron bed Callie was always facing when the girls put her in this position. Put at display for the young lesbian students, she had to watch them make out and fuck while other caressed her usually nylon-encased body: her tender inflated tits and sensitive nipples; her anus, which was now her only functional sexual organ, or her trapped clitty which was uselessly dangling between her spread thighs. Form the day on Callie had been lured into the innocently looking house by Debbie and Kenzie, she had not had an orgasm. Locked in unforgiveable steel when she had still been called by a different name she barely remembered, her dick had been straining against the cage’s bars ever since, so desperately horny and spilling streams and streams of precum.

“How are we feeling today?”, Kenzie, Callie’s main mistress, asked. She gave her swollen balls a squeeze, causing her feminized body to flinch. Callie produced a high-pitched squeak muffled by her ball gag. “Oh, great! Just the horny little bitch we’ve come to love so much!” Kenzie undressed from her skin-tight latex outfit and got herself comfortable on the bed, soon followed by Debbie. Callie had been used, humiliated and tortured by every girl of Tau Alpha Delta, but tonight, it was only the three of them. “You know what day it is?”, Debbie asked her. “It’s the first anniversary of your transformation! Hey!” The girls laughed and kissed. “Congratulations!”, Kenzie said cheerfully. “Time really is flying by! So many things have happened in the meantime. Remember when you were training so hard to get the quarterback position at the team? And then you just disappeared, and Steve got your place in the roster! Or that one time when the cops passed by cause some witness had spotted you jogging down our street and they just couldn’t find any evidence? Oh, you must have almost gone insane down here, so close to rescue!” Callie just sobbed and swung a little in her suspension while the girls started fondling, clearly becoming aroused by their memories.

“For this celebration”, Debbie said, “we thought it might be nice to keep it private, so it’s just us. You got to watch us all night as you drip in your cage! You don’t have to thank us, it’s really the least we can do. I bet this is all you ever wanted, every guy’s dream, to be inside a sorority and experience all the naughty things we do in here. Let me tell you, you’re really lucky! We don’t get that many visitors.” She got out of clothes, too, and only wearing their silky nylons, the two sexy girls started licking each other out. Callie’s clit twitched rhythmically to their moans and screams of pleasure as she watched. Her hands had never touched those perfect toned bodies, though she had wished so much for it. It was always her to be teased and tormented, her nipples pinched and ass slapped as she desperately cried for mercy. “Speaking of visitors”, Kenzie said, looking up from Debbie’s pussy for a moment, “Steve is coming over this weekend!” Callie turned pale. She tried to shake her head but was hindered by her rigid collar to do so. “Yeah, we decided he deserves a treat for his incredible performance at the game the other evening. Six touchdown passes in a single game, can you believe that? I doubt you would have ever pulled that off! Anyway, we’re not really into men, but I guess we’ll make an exception for him. Gosh, just think: One day, you actually though you would be that guy!”

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