SEVEN YEARS LATER

Lindsey sat naked in a room with three other girls. They where in a small sitting room in the Berkeley chapter of the Gamma Eta Sigma sorority house. It was a comfortable little room with a small sofa and three soft chairs.

Out of more then forty girls who had applied that year they where the finalists for admittance into the sorority. The challenges and tests for admittance had been incredibly tame, quizzes on their knowledge of the sorority’s mission and history, and challenges that at worst where designed to wound their pride and make them look stupid. The only injury had been when one girl twisted her ankle while running around during a scavenger hunt.

That was about to change. They had completed the final test, a long interview where they explained why they would be the best choice for this year’s only spot to the chair of this college’s chapter and the current student-head of the sorority. Now they sat waiting to see which of them would make it. The winner would undergo initiation into the sorority, what that entailed beyond the mutilation of their breast none of them knew. The other three would be spit-roasted alive and served to the sorority’s student-body and a number of alumni who had come for the ceremony.

Lindsey didn’t mind the idea of losing per say, at least not the thought of being cooked alive and eaten. Dieing wasn’t really a turn on for her like it was for some people, but if someone asked really nice, and it sounded like an interesting way to go, she might let them do her. And a part of her was naturally curious about what it would be like to experience the ultimate thrill.

But she hadn’t gone through all this trouble and effort, agreed to spend an afternoon outside the main student center naked carrying a sign saying ‘I’m A Bitch In Heat- Please Fuck Me’ (there had been several takers, both men and women), to say nothing of spending half her life memorizing everything to do with the sorority to end up a piece of meat on someone’s paper plate.

Lindsey knew the other three girls felt the same way. They had put as much effort into this as she had, they wouldn’t be there with her if they hadn’t.

Finally the door opened and the student-head of the sorority, a junior named Carmela, entered. When last Lindsey had seen her during her interview she had been wearing a simple t-shirt and jeans. Now she wore what Lindsey recognized as the sorority’s uniform, a simple thin white dress that fell down to just above the knees with a single strap holding it up on her right shoulder, the neck line falling down the center of her torso to curve around above her hip, leaving her left disfigured breast exposed for the world to see.

The four girls quickly rose to their feet, the tension in the room reaching unbearable heights. Carmela regarded them neutrally for a moment, then spoke.

“Come.”

The four girls nervously followed the slightly older woman out of the room and into the entrance hall of the large house. She led them down a long hallway they’d never been allowed near before and to a door at the end. Waiting there was Linda Elmes, the chair of the sorority’s Berkeley chapter. She was in her fifties and dressed in the same manner as Carmela. After a moment she spoke.

“Through this door is the room in which one of you will be brought into the sisterhood of Gamma Eta Sigma. Only one of you will pass. The others will be taken and made to sacrifice themselves that they may strengthen us with their flesh.” The woman paused, letting the moment build. Then she meet Lindsey’s gaze full on. “Welcome to Gamma Eat Sigma, young sister.”

Lindsey heard a soft cry of disappointment from a girl next to her, but otherwise the three other women took the news calmly. As Mrs. Elmes had spoken half a dozen other sorority members had come up silently behind them, and now quietly guided the three girls back down the hallway.

Mrs. Elmes held out her had to Lindsey. Her heart beating with excitement and apprehension she took it. Carmela opened the door and the three of them went inside. The room was competently bare except for a single low chair at its center. The floor was made of what appeared to be smooth stone, as apposed to the rest of the house which was either hardwood or carpet. The room was very cold, Lindsey felt goosebumps form all over her body, and her already semi-firm nipples quickly became rock hard. It was a very large room, allowing it to fit the few dozen women standing around the walls without feeling crowed. None of them looked much older then her so Lindsey assumed that they where all current students. They wore the same outfit as Carmela and Mrs. Elmes.

Mrs. Elmes let go of her hand and gestured for her to sit down in the chair. Lindsey walked forward, the stone frigid beneath her feet. The chair was made of ornately carved dark wood and as Lindsey sat down it felt cool beneath her body.

Carmela walked up to her.

“I will remove your left nipple, as a sign of your loyalty and devotion to Gamma Eta Sigma,” she said evenly. After a moment her hand came up, lightly fondling the other girl’s breast. Lindsey nervously noted that the older woman didn’t appear to be carrying anything with which to carry out the coming task.

“Do you know why we take the left one?”

Lindsey looked up at her. The reason for the choice of the left nipple over the right hadn’t been covered in any of her research, but she though she knew.

“It’s above the heart.”

Carmela nodded approvingly. “Good. You wouldn’t have been disqualified if you got that wrong, a lot of girls do. But the fact that you could guess right is promising. You should do very well among us,” Then she leaned down and gave Lindsey a brief yet deep kiss.

After a moment she pulled away and straightened again, her hand still playing with the other girl’s breast. She gave Lindsey a smile. “So,” she said, speaking more loudly now, her voice losing much of the solemn ceremonial quality it had had until now. “Do you know how I’m going to do it?” Lindsey shook her head. “What about a guess? You probably notice I’m not carrying anything sharp or dangerous looking- I certainly did when I was sitting in that chair. How do you think I’m going to do it?”

Lindsey swallowed. She was scared yes, but she also found that she was becoming excited as the other girl built up what she was about to do. Her pussy had certainly become very wet against the cool, hard chair.

Carmela leaned back in a little. “I’m going to kneel down before you. I’ll start suckling your breast. Then I’ll apply a little pressure with my teeth around your nipple. Just a little. Then I’ll bit down harder and harder. I’ll start to chew. My teeth will break into your raw flesh and I’ll rip this from you,” Lindsey felt a shook run through her as the older woman lightly pinched her nipple.

After a moment Carmela continued. “Then I’ll kiss you, and pass your ruined, severed nub from my mouth to yours. You’ll open your mouth and show all the room your nipple sitting on you tongue. Then you’ll eat it. Just swallow it whole or chew first, that part’s up to you,” Carmela leaned forward until her mouth was right next to Lindsey’s ear and the younger girl almost orgasmed. “I chewed,” she whispered quietly so that only she could hear.

Carmela pulled back. “Do you understand?”

Lindsey nodded. “Yes,” she gasped excitedly.

Carmela knelt down before her, her hand leaving her breast to join her other in lightly grasping the other girl’s wrists and holding them against the arms of the chair. It was mostly for show, obviously it would take more than that to restrain her if Lindsey actually tried to resist, but they both knew she wouldn’t. The two women maintained eye contact as Carmela bent forward and planted a wet kiss in the heart of the other girl’s cleavage before drawing her lips to the right, Lindsey’s left, nuzzling the underside of her breast.

Lindsey felt Carmela lightly suck on the flesh of her breast before dragging her mouth from the underside of her pert globe to its crown. A thrill went through her as she finely felt the other girl’s lips close lightly around her doomed nipple. For the first few moments she didn’t even apply suction, simply flicking and rolling the nub with her tongue. Then she began to nurse, gently at first, then with growing pressure.

Lindsey closed her eyes. Carmela continued to suckle her dry teat for more then a minute, causing the younger girl to wonder if she was ever going to get around to anything else. Then she felt it, brief, sharp pressure around the base of her nipple as the other girl lightly bit down before letting up.

Lindsey’s eyes snapped open and met Carmela’s. The older girl winked at her as she soothed her nub with her tongue. Lindsey squirmed in the chair, resisting the urge to free her hands from Carmela’s grasp, not to fight back, but because she desperately wanted to finger her snatch. Lindsey thought from the twinkle in the other girl’s eyes that she knew exactly what she was going through, but she maintained her firm grip on her wrists.

Carmela bit down again, as light as before, but this time she didn’t let up. She shifted her lower jaw back and forth, effectively sawing her teeth against Lindsey nipple, still without enough pressure to do any damage, but it did hurt. Lindsey moaned, her pussy pulsing in time with the motion of the other woman’s teeth.

Carmela stilled her jaw, and the two women gazed at each other for a moment. Then she bit down in earnest, clamping her jaw down around the nub between her teeth as hard as she could. Lindsey cried out as a sweet mixture of pain and ecstasy radiated from her tortured breast, spreading through every cell in her body, her hips gyrating as she rubbed her snatch against the cool seat of the chair in a desperate search for any kind of sexual stimulation to her pussy.

Then without warning her skin gave way, Carmela’s teeth sinking into the flesh beneath her nipple. The older girl shook her head against her breast before pulling back sharply, ripping away her prize from it’s resting place.

Lindsey screamed as she came, her entire body convulsing as it was overwhelmed by pain and pleasure. She lost track of the outside world as her mind drifted through a heady haze of agony and post-orgasmic bliss. Finally conscious thought returned to her and she opened eyes she hadn’t realized where closed to see Carmela sitting back on her feet, giving her a closed mouth smile, her lips stained with Lindsey’s blood.

After a moment she looked down. Where her nipple had been there was a jagged, slightly concave wound crowning her breast, leaking a moderate but steady stream of blood down her torso.

Carmela sat back up onto her knees. Lindsey returned her focus to the other woman as she brought her mouth to hers. They kissed, Lindsey opening her mouth to admit the other older girl’s tongue. It swirled against hers from a moment, then deposited a small object that mostly tasted like blood. Her nipple. It was almost enough to make her cum again.

Carmela pulled away. Lindsey rolled the small nub around in her mouth for a moment before remembering what the other girl had told her to do. She opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, her pink, bloody nipple resting on its noticeably redder surface.

So far all of the other women standing around the perimeter of the room and remained mostly still and silent as they watched their new member’s initiation, but now they all moved in closer to better see her severed teat as it lay on her tongue.

Lindsey looked down at Carmela and the other girl grinned and gave her an approving nod. Lindsey closed her mouth and rolled her nipple around again for another moment before depositing it atop one of her molars and making an exaggerated show of biting down. Her mouth pulled up into a grin of her own as the action caused Carmela to gasp, the other girl’s hands flexing against her thighs, clearly doing everything in her power not to slip them under the hem of her dress and start fingering herself as she watched the other girl chew her own nipple. Though nether of them noticed a few of the surrounding girls appeared to lack such restraint.

Lindsey found to her delight that as she crushed the already ruined nub between her teeth in tasted like more then just blood. Of course she had eaten human flesh before, had even been served the crowning cut of a breast once, but then it had been cocked, and while it had been delicious the taste was noticeable different raw, more primal somehow, more exciting. And the fact that it was a piece of her own flesh she was consuming only deepened the thrill.

Finally her nipple had been pulverized to the point where there wasn’t really anything left to chew or taste so Lindsey reluctantly swallowed. Then she opened her mouth again to show that it was empty and Carmela stood as she and all the other girls broke out into spirited applause.

Carmela then stepped forward and helped the other girl to her feet. “Come on,” she said. “Lets get that patched up. After all, we can’t exactly have our newest member bleed out on us!”

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