Chad the Fraternity Pledge

Chad is a new freshman who has pledged to join your fraternity. He is very enthusiastic, perhaps a bit too enthusiastic when it comes to being paddled!

The room is dark and all the pledges are lead in blindfolded, each carrying a paddle. They are lined up along the wall so that each in turn can be paddled by his mentor while the other pledges hear, even if they can’t see.

I put my hand on my pledge Chad’s shoulder and lead him to the desk at the center of the room. I undo his pants and lower them before bending him over the desk. I pick ip the paddle and prepare to punish him while the rest of the fraternity watches.

Are you ready?

My heart is racing as I stand there, naked from the waist down, feeling the eyes of my frat brothers on me. "I'm ready," I say, trying to sound confident.

SMACK! One.

I gasp and let out a loud moan as the paddle lands on my ass. It stings and burns, but also sends a wave of pleasure through my body. I've never felt anything like this before.

“Thank you sir! May I have another?”

SMACK! Two.

Another moan escapes my lips as the second smack lands. My cock twitches and starts to grow harder with each strike. I can't believe how turned on I am.

“Thank you sir! May I have another?”

SMACK! Three.

My breathing becomes heavier as the third smack hits my ass. I can't control myself anymore and my cock stands fully erect now. I try to hide it, but I know everyone can see.

“Thank you sir! May I have another?”

SMACK! Four.

The fourth smack sends waves of pleasure through my entire body. My cock throbs and leaks pre-cum onto the desk. I'm completely embarrassed and ashamed, but I can't help it.

“Thank you sir! May I have another?”

I make the last one extra hard. SMACK!!! Five.

I scream as the final smack lands, sending me into an intense orgasm. Cum shoots out of my cock and splatters on the desk below me. I can't believe what just happened.

“Pull your pants up!” I hiss, embarrassed. i lead you back to the line.

Each smack on the next pledge's ass sends a fresh jolt through me. It's not just sympathy; it's a deep, primal echo of my own punishment. I can feel phantom stings on my own flesh, and a familiar, unwelcome heat begins to stir in my groin again.

Finally the ceremony ends. Pledges are led away by their mentors. My hand on your arm shakes as I lead you back to my room. You don’t know if it’s anger, or something else.