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It had started out as an average day at Beta Delta House. The pledges were all busy cleaning the house in their jock straps as the Frat guys hung around and watched sports. That is, most of the pledges were cleaning house. Chet, as usual, didn’t feel he had to do it. His daddy had been a Beta Delta as had his grand daddy. He was a shoe in to get in the fraternity. Let the regular riff raff do all the sweaty work.

Unfortunately Fred, the Frat member in charge of the pledges had other ideas. He had gotten really sick of Chet’s attitude. That Chet was going to get in was a given. Fred couldn’t buck tradition. However, there were other traditions just as important.

“Hey Chet!” Fred yelled as Chet leaned back against the shelf he was supposed to be dusting, “You need to come with me.”

“Uh, ok.” Chet said, not sure what was going on. Nor did anyone else know, until the next day...

Fred had called all the pledges and Frat members down to the basement. Everybody was present, except for Chet.

“God, can’t Chet even come to a simple meeting?", a Frat brother, Jason, asked.

“Oh, don’t worry. For once Chet’s exactly where he’s supposed to be, doing exactly what I told him to do..” Fred said coyly. No one really know what he meant until they heard faint moans issuing from an old cabinet in the corner. The handles had been tied together with string, which kept the doors from being opened by the occasional motion of whatever was inside as it moved about.

“Gentlemen and lowly, unworthy pledges, I present to you the new improved Chet!” Fred said as he untied the string holding the cabinet doors shut and opened them. Inside sat a bare ass naked Chet with an incredibly pathetic look on his face. Several long lengths of rope bound Chet’s hands and arms tightly behind his back. More rope bound his legs at the thighs, XXXX him into an uncomfortable kneeling position. That wasn’t the only discomfort Chet was experiencing. A piece of rope went from the hanger rack in the cabinet down to Chet’s rather large dick, furthering insuring he didn’t get try to get out of the cabinet no doubt. If Chet had anything to say about his condition, it was cut short by the layers of duct tape that was wrapped around his head and chin. The only sound that escaped his mouth was a pathetic “Mmmphff”.

“Let this be an object lesson to any unworthy pledge that thinks he can goof off while his fellow scum do their work! For the rest of the week, Chet is everybody’s toy, to do with as they wish.” Fred proclaimed as he put his hand on Chet’s head for emphasis. Chet could only mmph in weak protest. meanwhile the rest of the Frat stared mesmerized at the tightly bound and gagged young man. Every time Chet moved, the rope around his dick tugged on his member and it was having an effect. No one had had any idea that Chet was so big.

Vainly Chet struggled and moaned. he had been like this for hours now, after dealing with Fred’ s initial abuse. His knees ached, his arms were sore, his mouth dry and worst of all, his dick was aching from the involuntary stroking it got from the rope every time he moved. but no matter how pathetically he moaned, no one released him. A few of them were even smiling evilly at him.

Fred untied Chet's dick and even gave it a gentle stroke with his hand. But only for a second, just long enough to get Chet even more frustrated. He was then had the pledges lift Chet out of the cabinet and onto a blanket on the floor where the Frat guys commenced abusing his helpless boy with pinches and nipple twists and rubbing his dick just short of letting come as Chet's fellow pledges looked on with glee. The endless abuse made Chet struggle and twist but his bonds were no closer to being loosened then before.

Finally the Frat guys seemed to get bored with their abuse and just watched as Chet continued his vain attempts to get loose.

“Hey, does this mean we can take him and do what we want with him one on one?”One of the Frat guys asked.

“Yep, “ Fred replied. “But first, I think we should give the unworthy pledges a special something..since they were the ones that had to end up doing Chet's work. Get him standing.”

Chet’s legs were untied and he was allowed to stand. But this was only so they could walk him over to another portion of the basement where his hands were untied and then retied above his head. Still naked, his dick throbbing and still semi-hard, Chet had never been more embarrassed in his life as he stood there in front of everybody.

“All right, rats!” Fred said to the pledges, “He’s all yours for the rest of the day. But no body had better untie him or else you’ll be joining him!”

And With that the Frat members all left, leaving Chet alone with the pledges. All of whom had a lot of pay back to give.

The End

Chet played by Patrick

Photography by Caitiff