Sharon Goes Back to School Ch. 04-06

"If you screw up accidentally don't sweat it... everybody makes mistakes. Hell, sometimes the best times we've had were when things screwed up royally. But if you try to hurt us... if you refuse to play along or screw us over or forget your place... hubby will find out just what a slut you are. He'll see you taking black cock like a pro, begging for more. He'll watch you trade your ass for piercings & a tattoo. He may get mad when he sees the new you, but he won't have any proof you're not just trying to fit in with the other freshman; hell, we can provide other freshmen women who'll sell that story. All I'm sayin' is don't give us a reason to give him proof." Sharon nodded, making no objection when Dave reached over & began to finger her barely covered sex. "Now you're probably most worried about whether you're preggers now or not. Don't sweat it; we have the morning after pill waiting in your apartment. Like I said, we can handle mistakes. Take one tonight & another tomorrow, just to be sure." He paused, "& keep a good supply of those Magnum condoms on hand so we don't have to keep using the pills... there are always some side effects, you know." Sharon shuddered a moment later as Dave's fingers brought her off. 'No drugs involved & she's cumming like a school girl,' Dave mused, smiling.

"That feel good babe?" sometimes the harsher 'bitch' was asking for trouble. Sharon nodded, smiling contentedly, her body already responding again to his still probing fingers. Now was time to remind her, Dave decided, wishing he had Shaun's sense for such. "Does hubby get you off like this, my BZ little sister?" Sharon shook her head, spreading her legs even wider as he began to thrust his fingers up into her sex more forcefully. "That's right..." Dave said, deftly getting her off again, "So long as you do what we ask, you'll get off whenever you want. By year end you'll be taking summer classes just to stay nearby."

Getting her off & going over the ground rules had brought Dave's cock to life again. Satisfied the new bitch was with the game, he unzipped, & without another hint, the white coed dipped her head into his lap & began to suck at him with her considerable skill.

Sharon had just finished swallowing Dave's load when they turned onto her street. Dave was relieved the truck was gone; no use spinning another story when their latest money cow could go about her business blissfully unaware EVERYTHING was being recorded. She wiped her mouth, looking at him expectantly.

"Thank you," she said when he put the rover in park, "Um, are you coming in?" Dave shook his head.

"I'd love to, babe, but I've gotta check in at the house."

"I could come along..." she bit her lip, waiting for his answer.

"Oh no! I wanna save the unveiling of the new you for Friday night. The big bash. Besides," he paused, "There's the little matter of covering our help for today." Sharon's brow furrowed in puzzlement. "Geez," Dave smacked his forehead with his palm, "You were doin' such a great job on my rod I forgot to explain. Getting us covered today meant two of the brothers had to do some things for us. I told you that, right?" Sharon nodded. "Great. It's a quid pro quo sort of situation. Luckily, this can be covered without our having to go to classes for them or anything, since both are BZ brothers. They'll drop by this evening so you can... let's just say 'thank them' for helping us out." Sharon paled slightly but nodded. Dave patted her thigh.

"Don't sweat it, babe. Like I said it's a couple of my brothers... hell, they've probably already had you. In short, all they'd have to do is tell you they wanted some... that's a BZ sister's duty. But servicing them at your place... that's sort of special. They get a single throw for helping out today... that means after they get off, they leave. They can have you however they want, but there are some ground rules. These are always true unless Shaun or I say otherwise: nobody cums in your pussy. That's why we recommend the raincoats, so there aren't accidents. Nobody marks you or ties you up or does anything that could hurt you. They do & you tell us. Nobody 'trades' a throw with you with their buddy. Nobody who's not a BZ brother gets a roll in the hay without our saying so."

"Uh, how can I tell who's a BZ brother?" Sharon asked quietly. Dave nodded.

"We have a brand of the BZ like your tattoo on our left pec," Dave started, "There's a secret handshake but that won't help you. Most of us wear an earring like the one in your high piercing. & when in doubt, they can tell you what the 'clasp' on your anklet means. & don't show them the letters first. Hell, if they can tell you about the tattoo on your ankle, they're almost guaranteed to be a brother."

"W-what's it mean?" Sharon thought about the tattoo for the first time since it'd been etched into her skin, but the light in the car was too dim to see.

"If anyone asks, tell them it means 'sisters do more.' But it's simpler really, it stands for 'size does matter.' Something I think you've found out for yourself." Dave smiled broadly. "Now you'd better get inside & get cleaned up. Your notes & anything you need to know are in the mailbox. I'll pick you up Friday night." He paused & looked at her, "You can call if you need anything, but we'll be pretty busy getting things ready." Sharon nodded submissively, then opened the door & turned to hop out. Dave slapped her ass, "Did you enjoy your day, my little Bitch." Sharon nodded.

"Thank you..."

"You can call any BZ brother 'Master' or sir."

"Yes, Master. Thank you."

"You can keep your hair & make up appropriately?" Sharon nodded. Dave popped the lift gate on the Rover, "Don't forget your outfits." Sharon struggled inside in the ridiculous heels & the impossibly tiny outfit. She paused long enough to eat a sandwich & take one of the promised pills before she took a long shower, exploring the various changes that had been made to her body that day. It was after dark when she finally put on one of the new outfits, a white demi bra beneath a pink T shirt that proclaimed 'Princess', along with a pair of white crotchless panties & the tiny running shorts she had brought from the frat after her initiation. She replaced the make up & teased up her hair & was considering a drink or a hit of the marijuana she remembered Dave leaving when the doorbell rang. She looked at her reflection in the mirror.

"Well, guess it's time to go be a BZ sister," she tried to smile, then went to open the door.

Next: Chapter 7-The visit of the BZ brothers