I joined my sorority back at a college in rural Maine in the early noughties and didn’t really know what I was getting into. First pledging weekend we were taken out to the woods near the campus, stripped naked, and then bent over to be warmed up with paddles. There were a lot of tears and a lot of very red bottoms. I had never been spanked before and the shock I felt the first time I felt that paddle slam against my bare behind is difficult to describe. After the first shock of pain comes the stinging sensation and then the burning. Believe me, I would not have joined had I known, but I am very glad I did. That is the point; my sisters took me out of my comfort zone and even though I went through the mill it was the first real adventure of my life.
I was so excited when I was officially admitted to the sorority.
As first year new members, we had a lot of pointless rules where it was impossible not to get some sort of punishment which involved spanking, paddling, or nudity to humiliate you. I had a great big sis but she totally took advantage of my attempts to duck out of housekeeping and standards. She had two paddles, a small one which she used for when she had me lay across her lap, and a larger one which she used with me bending over a bed or table. Her routine was usually the same, a scolding, and then her telling me to take off my jeans or skirt, and then she would reach into the waistband of my panties and pull them down. If my roommate was home the spanking would take place in front of her, but I also saw her get spanked once, just the once, her big sis wasn’t such a meanie! When my big sis had me in position, she paddled my bare butt red raw with bruises and blisters. During her spankings I begged and cried for real, but I never hated or resented her.
Your big sister was allowed to punish you as she saw fit and it was usually done in private, though the other girls on your sorority house floor could definitely hear your yelps and screams. However, there were also public punishments. There was a long table in a room on the first floor that was used for such punishments where you first had to take off everything from the waist down and bend over it and grab the opposite side. The first time I was punished was alongside my roommate because we had not kept our room tidy enough. This was one of the dumb rules. In the room were my big sis, my roommate’s big sis, and two other senior girls, and of course they left the door open so anyone walking past could see. I asked her if they would please close the door, and the answer was no. They took their time lecturing us while we were bent over in that most humbling of positions, and worse than the embarrassment was knowing that soon my bottom would be on fire. If I remember correctly, we each got 10 swats and were both screaming by the end.
Some girls were a bit sadistic, and it’s hard to deny that for some there was a sexual element, but it was also character building and mostly fun. It’s hard to explain to someone who has never been in a sorority, but you never feel as close to someone when you are bent over getting your butt beat alongside her; or over the knee of a big sis or with a little sis over yours.