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The doorbell rang and I agreed to greet the first guest. I was anxious yet nervous but wanted to be the best damn server I could tonight to make sure I would be accepted as a full-fledged frat brother for the coolest fraternity on campus! I tried to stay back from the door a bit as I opened it for fear others outside would see my ridiculous outfit. I opened the door and in walked 3 frat brothers dressed to the hilt; suits and ties and looks to kill. I spoke up shyly and said, "Welcome to the party guys!" One looked over and started snickering and said, "Well, well, well. What have we here? Look guys: a cute little French maid! Ooo la la!" They all took a good laugh. I explained I was one of the new pledges to join and one guy said, "Yeah, we know all about it. We were all given specific instructions and details about the party tonight. It's gonna be a blast. I wouldn't miss it for the world!" I told them to follow me down to the party room and make themselves comfortable and if they needed anything just to let me know and that we were there to serve them. "We will for sure," one belted out and they all grinned at one another. The doorbell kept ringing and the other two pledges and I took turns greeting guests. When we weren't greeting people we were offering drinks and beers around the room. Some of the brothers stuffed tips into my little apron; a couple of them pinched my ass as I turned around and some just rubbed their hands and dick against my body in various places as if I were some cheap whore or hooker. I would smile and say, "Thank you, sir," as I was instructed. I was here to serve them. Not wanting to anger any of them for fear of jeopardizing my membership, I let them have their way and just shrugged off the grabbing and touching. The room quickly was filling up with the best looking guys I've ever seen: cool, intelligent, athletic. They had it all. I guess that's why it was so much harder to get into this fraternity than the others, but I was willing to pay the price whatever it may be; otherwise I wouldn't be wearing this thong / apron around, serving these dudes. I can say I was starting to get into my role as a bitch slut for these guys. I definitely wasn't myself and because they all looked so damn good in their suits, hair combed, shoes spiffed up, I was enjoying my assignment and hopefully they didn't see my bulging thong under my apron; it would be so embarrassing. I wouldn't want them to think I was enjoying it too much. Hell, I didn't know if any of these guys were gay or if they were just damn horny enough to fuck anything that moved! I just tried to play it cool and get through the night. The other pledges seemed to be enjoying it also. Some of these guys were a lot better looking than any chick I ever dated. I couldn't help but be turned on by the whole party with all these guys staring at me and feeling me up, trying to humiliate me as much as possible. Somehow, I loved it! The music was getting more fast-paced and everyone seemed to be having a great time, just shooting the bull and drinking beer: lots of beer, while others had some mixed drinks as well. There was a bartender there and a DJ spinning songs. I was quite surprised to see all these guys having such a great time without any chicks there; they could have as many chicks as they wanted, believe me! Bob suddenly came around to the pledges and called us to the back room. I thought, “Oh no; I hope I didn't screw up.” Bob said, "You guys are doing a great job. Only a few complaints so far, but nothing major. We're going to test your loyalty a bit further. From this point on, every time you serve a drink to someone you will ask them if you can remove an article of clothing from them in exchange for the drink. There will be an order to this. Here's a list, starting with shoes, then socks, jackets, ties, pants, shirts, underwear, etc. Understand that everyone will be completely naked by morning except for you guys; you will still be in your servant costumes. "When you remove articles of clothing,” Bob continued, “you are to bring them into the storage / locker room beside this office. In there you'll find a locker with each frat brother’s name on it. Be sure you get the clothing in the right locker; it's part of being a good servant." He added, "The brothers do this every time there are new pledges joining so they know what to expect and who will, or won’t, cooperate with you. It's all part of the fun and they look forward to this event more than any other all year!" My bulge just got a lot bigger. This was something completely different for me: undressing great looking guys. I've usually fantasized about undressing women, but the thought of this was turning me on. I just couldn't let them know that. Bob told us once again to remember that we are here to serve our brothers and show our unquestioning loyalty by doing whatever they required from us and serving them in any way they wanted or needed to be served. He asked us if we understood and we all nodded and said, "Yes, Sir!" He said, "OK. Let's get that next round of drinks around and you can all start by removing their shoes for the first round." We all hustled upstairs and approached our first brother. I approached this one cool-looking guy I had always admired on campus. He looked sharp and was wearing this great cologne. If I were a woman I'd have fucked him right then and there! I asked him what he wanted to drink and after he told me, I told him it would cost him his shoes. He grinned and I kneeled down and he lifted his feet up one after the other while I removed his highly shined Oxford dress shoes. I took them back to the locker and then fetched his drink. I repeated this process many times until all the brothers were without shoes. We then started on the socks, serving up another round of drinks as we removed socks one by one. A few of the guys that I removed socks from shoved my face against their feet telling me to kiss them or suck their toes. I did as asked without hesitation and then got up and said, "Thank you, sir." I went about my work, remembering I was to serve them in anyway they asked. Some of the guys were lounging around, either on the assorted chairs and sofas, or even on the floor, while others were playing pool or just standing around talking. A third round involved removing jackets; the 4th round involved ties. By this time the guys were getting pretty drunk and were starting to get a little friskier with us pledges, grabbing us and lifting up our aprons. A few grabbed my hand and held it on their groin. I said, "Thank you, sir," and smiled. I could tell these guys were enjoying this and they were getting as horny as hell. I just hoped I could survive the night. I was determined to just do my job no matter what. I could see Bob, Eric and Hunter writing things down and occasionally taking pictures of the party. I couldn't help but feel we were being evaluated on our performance so I had to keep on my toes and do my best for my brothers. The 5th round dictated that we remove the brothers’ shirts. Man, some of them were really built. If I wasn't gay before the party, I was ready to sign up to be gay tonight! WOW! Some of them held my head against their nipples telling me to suck them. Others made me lick their underarms while they made comments about how sexy I looked in my thong apron! They tried their damnedest to humiliate us pledges, but secretly I was more turned on than ever in my life and I was enjoying the challenge so far! I obliged them and thanked them after I had finished doing whatever it was they asked of me. A 6th round required removing their pants leaving these gorgeous guys standing around in their underwear. By this time you could see bulges in nearly all of them. I walked up to one cute guy and took his drink order and then removed his pants. As I was getting up from the floor he grabbed my face and held it right in his crotch. He said, "Hey, bitch, I think you are enjoying your initiation a little too much. How would you like to suck my cock, bitch?" I said, "Very much, sir. Thank you, sir." He laughed, thinking I wasn't serious, but I really would have sucked it right then and there if he had persisted. The 7th round of drinks required removing their underwear, leaving them completely naked. I was excited yet nervous about this: this was something I would have never imagined myself doing before. I just got a hold of myself and walked up to the best looking guy in the room and asked for his drink order. I then said, “This drink will cost you your underwear.” He said, "Great. Go get ‘em, bitch!" His rough talk turned me on and I pulled his boxers down trying not to check out his package. After I got them off and was going to get his drink, I started to get up and I saw his 7" erect cock popping up practically in my face! I just wanted to reach out and touch it to see how it felt, why I don't know, but I did. I continued getting up. He smiled and said, "Hey, bitch. You're doing a great job," and he reached out and took my hand and placed it on his cock. I moved my hand up and down a few times and then said, "Thank you, sir," and went on to the next brother. That was the first time I touched a man’s cock other than my own and I must admit it was strangely enjoyable! After removing about 17 guys’ underwear while the other pledges did the same, they were soon all naked. It was the greatest sight I had ever seen to see all these beautiful bods in one room. These guys had it all: body, looks, personality, and most were pretty well endowed to boot. And yes, they really knew how to have fun and party! It was only about 1AM and I thought what are these guys going to do all night? I knew they weren't anywhere near done with the drinking. Just then Bob got up at the DJ's mic and made an announcement. First he called us pledges up front and introduced us and said, "By now most of you have had the pleasure of meeting our new pledges." He introduced us and told the brothers to make us feel welcome, which they did by clapping and cheering. These guys were so drunk now, they would have cheered at anything, but we enjoyed the official welcome. Bob then said, “As you know, this party goes all night and these guys have pledged to serve you through the entire night." The brothers were hooting and hollering and many of them had their dicks popping up, as they seemed to be extremely horny. Bob went on. "These faithful brothers-to-be have pledged their unquestioning loyalty to each and every one of you, but mere words, as we all know, are never enough. For the rest of the evening until 7 a.m. tomorrow morning, they are to serve you in whatever way you want to be served." He continued by saying, "Feel free to put them to the test: they are not to question you or refuse you. If they do, file a complaint with me, Eric or Hunter, and it could jeopardize their joining the fraternity. I encourage you brothers to test their loyalty to the max. It is extremely important that their loyalty to you and the fraternity is tested, so feel free to be creative and come up with your own challenges and tests for them." Bob then turned to us pledges and said, "You lowly servant whores can now continue your initiation and continue serving drinks and snacks for the rest of the evening. And yes, be sure to keep all your fellow brothers happy and content by obliging them in any way they want. Tonight they own you and tomorrow after 7 you will be a full fledge frat brother!” We continued around the room and I walked up to several guys asking them if they needed anything. Some of them certainly did. (to be continued)