This story is fiction. This is the first of several parts. The people, places and organizations described in the story do not exist. If you are not a fan of female supremacy you probably will not like this story. Constructive criticism and comments are always welcome.
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Chapter 1: Introduction
Have you ever been obligated to do something even though you really didn't want to do it? Sometimes we feel outside pressures that force us to do things that, if we had a choice, we probably wouldn't do. That's how it was when I joined the Alpha Fraternity in college. My dad and brothers had both pledged the Alphas and I knew I was expected to follow in their footsteps.
I attended a mid-sized college in the Midwest. It was about 50 miles from Chicago. Student enrollment was about 5000. I chose it for three reasons. First was its scholastic reputation. I checked out some facts on the internet and found over 80% of those graduating had found jobs in their selected field within one year of graduation. That number was higher than any of the other colleges I was thinking about attending.
Second was the location. It was close enough to home to allow me to visit when I wanted to, yet far enough away that I could explore my independence. I also liked the campus. There was a lot of open space. The older facilities had been renovated over the past several years and others had been replaced with newer versions. I also liked the fact that I could live on campus. The school was located in a community much like the one I grew up in. I was a small town boy and I didn't have any desire to go to one of those huge Big-10 schools where life seemed to revolve around sports.
The third reason I decided to attend Baxter was the fact that my Father and two older brothers had also graduated from there. In fact, my dad told me that if I didn't attend Baxter, then I could pay my own tuition. That was definitely the deciding factor.
I enjoyed my freshman year. I met a lot of new friends and worked hard to keep up with my studies. I found time to do some partying and experience college life to its fullest. I attended some of the frat parties throughout the year and became friends with a few of the brothers from the Alpha Fraternity. They tried to get me to pledge the frat since I would be a legacy member. Both of my brothers and my father had been Alpha members and my new buddies assured me that I wouldn't have any trouble getting in.
I decided against joining during my freshman year as I knew I would need to devote a lot of time to my schoolwork. I had never been a great student, but with hard work, had managed to maintain a solid B average throughout high school. I told the Alphas that if I decided to join a fraternity I would definitely choose to be an Alpha.
When my dad found out that I had not pledged his old fraternity he threatened to cut off my funding. I explained my reasons to him and told him I would reconsider during my sophomore year. By then I would know how to manage my time and studies better. He accepted my explanation but I knew what he expected the following year.
As I left for college my Sophomore year my dad reminded me of his expectations and what would happen if I chose not to pledge the family fraternity. I told him that I had already made up my mind and was looking forward to becoming an Alpha brother. Pledge season started in mid-September with a few mixers and parties. Anyone interested in joining one of the Greek organizations had to submit an application to them by October 1st. Those who were accepted would go through the customary hazing which would terminate with hell week. Hell week was scheduled for the first week in November.
As promised, I had no problem getting through the application process. I knew that applicants who had family members who were alumni of the fraternity were given special consideration during the application and hazing process, so I really wasn't worried about being turned down. Our pledge master was George. He brought all of the applicants together for a meeting prior to the start of our pledging.
He provided us with a notebook which outlined all of the information we were required to recite on demand. He told us that we would be required to perform any task that a brother requested of us. He also said that we might be summoned to appear at the frat house at any hour of the day or night, and would be punished if we failed any of our assignments.
George's assistant was Matt. He was a junior and would be taking over as pledge master the following year. Matt told us that we could expect to be humiliated while serving as a pledge. He said we might be required to do things that we find distasteful, but it is doubtful that anything will cause us bodily harm. He said that either he or George would be present during the initiation and that their job would be to ensure the safety of all of the pledges.
I had heard of some of the drinking games that the pledges were required to do. There were also the kidnappings in the middle of the night where the pledge was blindfolded and left along some rural road with nothing but a tee-shirt and pair of shorts to wear. The pledge had to find his way back to the frat house to retrieve his clothes, wallet and other possessions before returning to his dorm.
I heard stories about how the pledges had to clean the frat house on hands and knees and how they received a paddling now and then for inspiration. They were required to strip to their underwear while at the frat house, even when there were female guests visiting. Dad told me that the pledging experience was designed to build teamwork and brotherhood among the pledges. He said that the more the pledges worked together, the less the brothers messed with them. It was when a pledge separated himself from the others that the initiation could become unbearable.
"Your final test before being inducted into the fraternity is known as hell week." George said. "The Greek Council has proposed making some changes to the way hell week is conducted. Those proposed changes are the result of an accident that occurred during hell week a couple of years ago. I will provide more information when it becomes available."
Matt added. "During hell week you will be on your own. Your success or failure will be up to you and the rest of your pledge class."
I was surprised that there were only six in our pledge class, me and five freshmen. Normally the Alphas received over 20 applications for membership each year. Their average pledge class was between 12 and 15 students. Most of the pledges were freshmen. Typically a few of the pledges dropped out during the hazing process resulting in about 10 new brothers being inducted each year.
The brothers put us through our paces for the next four weeks. It was just as my dad had told me. Being a legacy member, the brothers took it easier on me than they had to. In fact, I think they took it easy on everyone during the weeks leading up to hell week. They did find various ways to humiliate us. This was typically done in the privacy of the frat house. Occasionally there were visitors present including some of the sisters of neighboring sororities.
We arrived at the frat house on the Sunday evening prior to the beginning of Hell week. We were invited to get some beer and then meet George and Matt in the meeting room. They had some information for us about hell week that they felt we should know.
George told us how well we had done as a pledge class. He said that we had worked well as a team and remained positive throughout the hazing process. He also said we would need to work as a team and support each other in order to get through the coming week. We had not lost anyone out of class to date, and we were determined that we would all complete hell week as well.
"We are operating in unchartered waters." Matt began. "This year hell week will be a little different than it has been in the past. We really don't know what to expect, and unfortunately, we won't have any control over what happens. Let's start with a little history."
He told us of an incident that occurred a couple of years ago involving one of the fraternities and a couple of pledges from one of the sororities. The incident occurred during hell week. He said that none of the parties involved were Alphas, but the resulting publicity was bad for the college, and especially the Greek system.
Matt told the story of how several of the pledges from one of the fraternities had kidnapped several sorority pledges as part of hell week. After blindfolding them, the girls were taken to the frat house where they were given spice and ecstasy. They had already been drinking and were probably a little drunk. The girls were forced to give all of the pledges blow jobs. Things got a little out of hand after that and soon several of the brothers forced themselves on the girls as well. By this time the girls were unconscious due to the drugs and had no clue what was happening.
The girls were dumped off at their sorority house where they were found the next morning by their sisters. Fortunately none of the girls was seriously injured, but they did make a complaint against the fraternity and the college which was investigated by the campus police.