Keri returned to the Rachelle Institute dormitory after four hours of classes. She still didn't know how she shared a classroom with Julie Cane, chemistry 101 should've been a freshmen level class. Luckily, she finally left her company following that hour lecture and hadn't seen her since.
The Institute's Hall was a large four-story European style building sitting on the Institute row. All the sororities had a house there, each one flamboyant and a manor in size. On the opposite end of the grand university the fraternity houses sat in similar rank and file.
Where the Sorority Institutes preferred a more classy style of architecture, the House Fraternities were a little more…disorganized. Keri visited the Fraternities 'House Row' as it was called only once, and was shocked by how different each construction was. Some were massive, the house of Variance for example was a ten story structure that featured its own radio tower. The house of Spades on the other hand was only two stories with two massive lion statues at their front door.
The House of Norms seemed like a single flat building with a wide exterior and apparently housed a courtyard at the center. No one outside their illustrious brotherhood knew what laid at the center of their courtyard, which only spawned hundreds of rumors and endless speculation.
Keri entertained the thought of what the Norms were hiding just as much as anyone else.
Personally she liked the idea that they had a giant fight club in their hidden courtyard. However, the few brothers she actually met were more likely to have a petting zoo than something more manly.
The Rachelle Institute didn't stand out, in fact it was almost too easy to pass by unnoticed. After three weeks living on campus she had gotten used to how seemingly normal her 'anything-but-normal' sisterhood was. All sisters were required to live in the Institutes dorms, regardless of year. Her room was on the second floor and tucked away at the end of the hallway. She was lucky to get a room on the second floor, most freshmen were consigned to the first or the basement level.
The preferential treatment ended there.
Keri had a couple of hours to refresh herself before her evening classes, she wanted to go to the cafeteria before then and grab something to eat. Weirdly enough, the university cafeteria provided a large quantity of vitamins and healthy foods. The selection was more than she was used to. Since the start of the semester, she had gained five pounds, which prompted her to workout every morning. She tried to run every day, which was difficult following her operations. She was getting stronger every day, but part of her knew she would never be as strong as she once was.
On the bright side, her figure was developing more. Her boobs were growing sore, apparently, she was a late bloomer. Keri had always thought herself as flat chested, and her constant training had kept her from gaining too much weight, but now it wouldn't be long before she would need a bigger bra. Maybe it was the food or vitamin smoothies, or maybe it was the change in lifestyle. Or perhaps it was a combination of all three. Whatever it was, she was growing self-conscious about it every time she looked in a mirror. Seeing fat where there used to be lean sinewy muscle made her want to run to the gym and do sit ups until she threw up.
She entered the Institute and was welcomed by the smell of lavender. She never got used to it. She walked past the cushioned seating area in the communal center, the TV was playing the local news and the billboards were littered with university events and notices. The door to the main dormitories was pad locked with an encryption seal that required a personal ID. Older sisters had signet rings or a piece of jewelry, the pawns were given basic plastic cards. There was a warning tied to those stupid cards, losing it would bring disciplinary punishment. She didn't dare contemplate what that could mean after what Julie made her do that morning.
Once inside she made her way to the stairway and felt her knees pop as she scaled them. She grimaced in pain and hung on to the rail with clenched fingers. Keri counted down from ten, letting the pain subside before continuing up. Once in her room she would take some of the medicine prescribed to her and brew some tea. That would hit the spot, she decided.
Once on the second floor she couldn't help but notice the sign greeting her at the entrance. 'By orders of Sister Jade, no towels are allowed in the hallway for the remainder of the day. Dry yourself off in the showers and proceed to your rooms unclothed.'
That explained the naked girls covering themselves as they rushed passed her to their rooms. Such a childish use of power, what were the senior sisters thinking?
Her eye caught one of the older sisters, complete with her robe of seniority, at the end of the hallway. Her arms were crossed. She was probably scanning for any signs of deviating from orders. Keri didn't recognize her, but wouldn't forget her long braided hair and narrow jawline. She looked like a military recruit rather than a sorority sister. Then again, she could have been part of the officer candidate core in the university.
Keri tried her best to ignore her and proceeded to her room. Maybe she could get away with not showering today. One thing was for sure though, she was going to need to brush her teeth thoroughly and consume an entire liter of mouthwash.
Keri shared her room with her sophomore sister Marybeth Cox. When she finally entered the private domain of her assigned dorm, she spotted Marybeth laying on her twin mattress on her side of the room. The dorm room had white painted walls and two older windows that faced sunrise with no shades. They had to cover them with older dark blankets, but quickly took them down during 'surprise inspections'.
On Keri's side, the left side, her twin mattress was spacious and clean with its blankets neatly folded. Marybeth must have made her bed up when she was gone, she was compulsive about keeping the place as clean as possible. Her desk was nailed to the floor facing the window, so that when she studied she would be visible to anyone outside. During study hours it wasn't abnormal for older sisters to walk along the sidewalk to see which pawns were neglecting their studies.
There was one refrigerator, a microwave, and a single small TV monitor that only picked up institute approved channels. So far that included seven, two of which were adult channels depicting hardcore sexual content. One channel was for weather, another for local news, and the remaining three aired approved movies or shows that varied day-by-day. In her closet Keri kept her old boxing gloves, she wouldn't part with them. Her closet had few additional pairs of clothes other than a few pairs of jeans, skirts, and shirts. She eyed one of her older henley's and decided she'd change into it before she left.
"Hey Sis, you just got back?" Keri couldn't help but smirk every time she heard Marybeth speak. It was a bad habit she was trying to correct, but even after living with her for a month it was difficult. She just had this uppity fluid voice that just didn't fit in. It was wrong to laugh, she really was a nice person and a good roomie. "Hey what's wrong?"
Evidently, she noticed Keri wasn't her usual chipper self either. Keri sat on her bed which somehow felt firmer than normal. She never got used to the new stiff mattress and missed her older one back home. She looked at Marybeth who could just tell there was something clawing at the back of her mind. Keri took a deep breath and finally opened up enough to tell her what happened.
Marybeth sat up, giving Keri her full attention.
When Keri was finished, she didn't know what to expect. Part of her thought she could see genuine shock in Marybeth's eyes…but that wasn't all there was.
"I can't believe they made you do that…" Marybeth finally answered, her posture betraying her shock. "That kinda stuff is usually reserved for midterms. It could be worst tho, trust me."
"What do you mean?" This time it was Keri's turn to be ready to listen.
Marybeth tensed, her jaw tightening. She seemed to think about how best to respond for several seconds. Keri just sat in silence, feeling the tension with each passing one.
"It could be much worst; you could have been loaned out." Marybeth's voice was no longer chipper and sweet, but dour.
"What?" Keri had no idea what she was talking about.
Marybeth rolled her eyes and sat up straight, brushing her hair from the corners her eyes. "It's when sorority sisters are assigned to a fraternity. I was once loaned to a frat for an entire weekend, it was for one of their Holiday formals."
It suddenly grew deathly quiet in the room. Quiet enough to hear music coming through the walls from another room. This was the first time she ever heard of such a practice.
"Why?" Keri felt the blood drain from her face.
"There are fewer fraternities than sororities, so it isn't uncommon for sororities to loan out a sister or two to win the approval of one of them. We need them for our own events and parties after all." It made sense that their would be competition to win the attention and support of the fraternity houses, but to send sisters to appease them for God knows what… It sounded barbaric.
Keri's thoughts ran wild. The fraternities might be fewer, but there were more guys in each fraternity than there were sisters in the sororities. So, if one sister was sent, loaned, to serve a house… Would she have to pleasure them all in some way? No that would be ridiculous. Yes, I was ordered to give a blowjob, but there was no way I would be ordered to give an entire fraternity blow jobs? Or worse? Could I?
"But an entire weekend?" Keri's voice was shaking.
"Relax its lots of fun!" There was life in her eyes, Marybeth clearly seemed to enjoy talking about her experience. "You get free room and board and not to mention lots of sex." And like that Marybeth answered the question in the back of Keri's mind.
Keri jolted back. She was still a virgin, and had no intention of giving that up anytime soon. If an older sister could casually throw her to some random guy in a hallway, what was stopping them from loaning her out?!
"SEX! For an entire weekend?" Keri didn't realize it, but she was clawing into the mattress. Good thing she didn't have long nails.
"Oh hell yes, I couldn't walk strait for days."
How could she be so casual about this? Keri couldn't imagine how anyone would find that fun.
"But isn't that dangerous." Staying the night with hundreds of horny dudes couldn't be safe, not to mention the chances of disease or worse.
"No, Believe it or not the Rachelle institute has allies. If any of the pawns, you or me, were hurt or put in danger there would be hell to pay." Marybeth said it like it was common knowledge.
"What allies?"
"Bitch, don't you pay attention? Have you ever wondered how we can afford all of this? This house for starters?" She waved her hands in the air emphasizing the dorm room.
It wasn't like this was an impressive dorm room, but Keri didn't say that out loud. "I guess?"
Marybeth rubbed her eyes. "It's the reason why we get sponsored in the first place. When we graduate we become part of the alumni, and the high life is ours. The alumni have already invested in our futures by sponsoring us, they wouldn't tolerate another fraternity or sorority doing anything that would ultimately harm us."
"But an entire weekend! Also, I'm still a—"
"Virgin? I know trust me we all know," she cut her off.
Keri's face turned bright red. "What's that supposed to mean?"
Marybeth chuckled to herself. "You just have this innocent look on your face every time a guy walks by, it's obvious." She seemed to recognize how awkward Keri was feeling. "Sorry I'm not judging, it's just funny that you think its a big secret."
Keri leaned back against the wall and grunted with frustration. "Do you think they'll loan me out? God I hope not."
Marybeth weighed the question, before shrugging her shoulders. "Who knows, I was loaned out twice when I was a pawn. But to be honest, those were the best weekends of my life."
"Twice!"
"But don't worry, the president would never loan someone like you, you're not…curvy enough?" She finished her statement with a wink while highlighting her own physique.
Keri didn't know whether to take that as an insult or a compliment. "Thanks I guess." She fell forward onto the bed. "Bitch," she whispered just loud enough for Marybeth to hear, which made her only laugh louder.
"So, let's talk about something else, there's a new movie out this weekend, and I heard you're good at dice hammer. Also, I heard you already have a secret admirer," Marybeth whispered the last part to tease her.
For the remainder of the day Keri enjoyed talking to her about anything not having to do with what happened that morning, or any other disturbing thoughts, all-the-while a shadow lingered nearby, watching silently.