Emma’s back hit the black silk with a soft gasp. The fabric was cool and slippery against her skin, already warmed by the heat radiating from her own body. Before she could even think about closing her legs, Lilith grabbed her ankles and yanked them wide apart, spreading her like a sacrifice.

“Stay open, pledge,” Lilith commanded, voice dripping like dark honey. “Show every sister how pink and sloppy that freshman cunt already is.”

Six pairs of hungry eyes locked onto Emma’s exposed pussy. Her tiny black dress had ridden up to her waist. Her soaked panties were still shoved to the side, the thin cotton clinging obscenely to one...