The Panty Raid
By Madcat
An innocent college prank turns into a night of female domination.


Rob moved slowly and silently up the steps of the Kappa Omega sorority house.
He imagined himself to be a stealthy ninja assassin. Kurt trailed close
behind. He fumbled nervously on the covert operation. The young man would
never have attempted anything like this on his but his frat brothers at Pi
Upsilon Sigma ordered it done. It was the first night of hell week and the
boys picked the best assignment: steal two panties from the gorgeous ladies at
KO.

Kurt tried to calm himself down. It was just a harmless prank. Everybody here
at State did this kind of stuff. But the passive male could not shake his
lingering fear. Some guys seemed like they could get away with everything but
not Kurt. He always got caught doing stuff like this. He had bad Karma.
Luckily, the good natured boy did not have to do this thing alone.

His partner jimmied the backdoor lock with a special metal shim. The door
clicked open and Rob confidently stepped thru. Unlike his pledge brother, he
saw no danger in this affair. Rob ran track and wrestled in high school. If
things went south, the young man knew he would be out of the sorority house
and back at the frat in 60 seconds. No girl could stop him and no cop could
catch him. He moved silently down the hallway with his buddy in tow.

The two male intruders came to the first closed door on their right hand side.
From the outside this looked like a bedroom. Rob tried the doorknob and found
it unlooked. He inched the door open and found the room dark and quiet. Soft
light from nearby street lamps filtered in thru the window giving him enough
to see. The ninja wanna-be quickly spotted his target: a built in dresser just
a few feet away. This seemed way too easy. In a minute or two he would be out
of the sorority house and back at the frat with a handful of female
undergarments.

Sadly, the naïve freshmen had made his first of many mistakes. They picked
the room of the KO president, Megan. She lay at the far corner trying to get
some sleep. Her boyfriend, Matt, had picked this evening to tell her about his
summer fling with the girl next door. Tears welled up in her pretty blue eyes
but she refused to cry. The furious little ash blonde found sleep allusive
this night.

She first heard the door open and looked over to see one then two intruders
enter her room. Megan almost screamed before she realized that these boys were
simply panty raiders. On a normal night the KO president would probably let
this annoyance pass. But tonight she felt like striking back. The first parts
of a diabolical plan began to coalesce in her pretty little head. The girl
slipped silently out of bed and approached the boys from behind.

Ignorant of the looming disaster, Rob whipped out a pen flashlight and opened
the first drawer. Paydirt. It was filled with pretty, little panties. Both
young boys paused for a moment to imagine just how the owner would look in
these small wonders. Rob looked at Kurt and smiled. Then he stuck his hand in
the drawer to feel their silky smoothness.

The worrisome Kurt followed suit. His doubts drowned by the sweet smell of
success. Too late he realized the fragrance he detected had nothing to do with
success and everything to do with a mean little blonde sneaking up behind him.
The boy turned just in time to see his buddy grunt and fall over.

Megan had hit him with a perfect chop to the neck. It pinched his nerve and
sent paralyzing pain shooting down his body. A foot to the back of his knees
toppled the larger male over. Then she turned to the smaller boy. Though the
girl could not discern his features, she could tell a clueless opponent when
she saw one.

Seconds later it was all over. Kurt felt a fist punch him in the solar plexus.
He pitched forward and an arm smashed the top of his head. The boy wanted to
fall all on his own but his opponent threw him so that he landed on the very
unfortunate Rob.

Kurt still struggled to catch his breath as the lights switched on. Both boys
gazed in wonderment at the agent of their destruction. Megan wore just her
nighttime attire: panties and a tee shirt. The slender beauty stood only 5-5
and tipped the scales at a mere 120 lbs. Yet, the sorority president and long
time black belt had easily bested both males.

The top boy panicked and tried to stand. Megan danced over and smashed him
down with a foot on his back.

"Don't move. I'm going to call the police." She warned.

Rob twisted his head to see this gorgeous 22 year old female in the prime of
her sexual glory. She had long, sleek legs; a tight, tanned rear; a flat
stomach and small but pert breasts. But the delicate folds in the front of her
panties really caught his attention. The freshman would never admit it, but he
had never gone all the way with a girl. The boy gazed in wonder at what lay
hidden by that thin cotton fabric.

"No please don't. We didn't mean any harm." He somehow managed to say.

"You want me to just let you guys go? I don't think so."

"Please don't call the police." Rob begged.

"Ya, we are just pledges at PUS. Its just a panty raid." Kurt chimed in.

"So you boys like panties, huh? Well, maybe if you agree to my punishment, I
won't call the cops. And you guys won't get kicked out of school." Megan said
slowly. This was just too good too pass up.

They both agreed instantly without considering what the gorgeous little blonde
had planned.

"Ginger, it looks like we get to have some fun tonight. Should we tell any of
the other girls?" the KO president asked a friend standing in the doorway.
"You boys strip down to your underwear."

"No, I think we can handle these two wimps." The new girl said

Ginger, the pledge director, had to stifle a laugh. She overheard the
commotion minutes ago and rushed over to help her friend. But little Megan
already had things well under her control. The sight of the panty clad female
with her foot perched on a boy pile enticed the Ginger's interest.

Megan let the boys up but they failed to disrobe.

"Well fellas, what are you waiting for?" the little blonde asked.

"You don't really want us to take our clothes off, do you?" Rob asked
incredulously.

"Either that or I call the cops."

The two PUS panty raiders looked at each other and tentatively began to
undress. For Kurt, this debacle was par for the course. It happened every time
he did anything risky or mischievous. The stripping down scared him a little
but unlike his buddy, Kurt had been naked with girls before. Well, it was more
like one particular girl. Kurt had dated the same classmate for the last 4
years. College separated the two lovers physically but not emotionally.

Rob felt angry and humiliated especially now that another girl had entered the
room. She stood about the same height as the first but weighed a lot more.
Ginger had dark hair and a voluptuous body crowned with a massive pair of
jugs. Sadly, the boy could not see much more because the girl wore full
pajamas. For a second he thought about tossing little KO aside and making his
escape. Surely, his initial defeat was caused by the female's devious sneak
attack. But the second girl made that too risky. He slowly obeyed the girl's
orders.

"So are you going to stay and watch?" Megan said turning to her neighbor.

"Come on, I can't miss this." Ginger replied.

"You are such a perv." The president laughed.

Both boys stopped at their briefs. Kurt wore red and Rob had white. Megan
noticed the white ones bulging a bit.

"This is Gina, our pledge director, and I'm Megan, KO president." The blonde
said with a relaxed smile. "You guys belong to me for the next couple of
hours. Any disobedience will be severely punished. Do you fellas understand?"

"Yes," the boys murmured.

Megan reached over and grabbed the stockier boy's hair. She could feel his
rage and humiliation. He would definitely be the tough nut to crack. "That's
yes, ma'am!" Megan corrected.

"Yes, ma'am." The boys answered with more conviction.

"Better. And don't try anything stupid just because I'm a girl. I have a black
belt in karate was able to take both of you down without much trouble." Megan
said, still staring into Rob's glaring eyes.

No response.

She yanked Rob's brown hair. "You think you can take me, don't you. You think
I'm just a weak little girl and you are a big strong man."

"Yes ma'am," he growled ominously. Rob flirted with martial in high school and
it failed to impress him. Most karate schools handed out black belts like
candy at Halloween.

"Take your best shot, tough guy." The KO president announced. She released his
head and took a step back. Megan had fought a lot of boys in karate class and
won almost every encounter. While not exactly the same, she had every right to
be confident. The girl also enjoyed beating males at their own game. It made
her feel empowered and in control.

Rob hesitated as he pondered how to attack a panty clad female. It just didn't
seem right. But if it took a little violence to teach this hussy a lesson and
avoid any more humiliation, then he was the man to do it. Rob reached out to
grab Megan's pretty shoulders and force her down.

The nubile blonde reacted with the blinding speed of a trained combatant. She
grabbed his outstretched wrists and twisted to judo toss the hapless male. But
something went wrong. He didn't budge.

Megan wasn't the only trained fighter in the room. Rob saw her well executed
move coming from a mile away. He wrapped his strong arms around his supple
opponent and drew her in close. The girl's tanned body felt really, really
good to the horny teenager.

"Gotcha." He whispered in her ear. Maybe tonight held more promise than he
previously thought. Maybe tonight would be the night.

The KO president cursed as she struggled against his powerful embrace. The PUS
pledge had won the initial round but the fight was far from over. She would
not underestimate him again. Instead, the girl drove her heel down on his toe.

This simple move set off a disastrous chain of events for the male fighter. He
howled in pain and loosened his grip on the nubile female. This gave her
enough room to elbow him in the stomach. The first blow glanced off his well
muscled abdomen. But Megan tried again. This time she had a better angle and
drove her bony elbow back with even greater force.

Rob cried out for the second time as Megan's attack caught him just under the
ribs. In his mind the girl was not fighting fairly. But that fact did not slow
down her relentless onslaught. She broke his reverse bear hug and wrapped a
sexy little arm around his head. Then Megan knelt down and flipped the larger
male over her head.

Ginger stepped back and watched this dramatic turn of events. For a minute it
looked as the PUS pledge might have his way with her indomitable friend. But
when his body slammed into the ground, she knew the battle would soon end with
a complete female victory.

Rob struggled to stand and Megan closed in, eager to finish her male foe. He
put a hand out to ward her off and that was all she needed. The lethal female
grabbed it and twisted the arm behind his back. She now had him on his knees
in an unbreakable arm lock. The pretty little girl had defeated the big strong
man.

"Submit to me, PUS!" she commanded.

Sadly, Rob could yet not accept female authority in any form. He mistakenly
called on his buddy for help. Kurt paused as he looked for some way out of
this mess. Physical violence repulsed him and he always found a way to back
down from conflict. But now his buddy cried out to him again, obviously in
much distress. Being of slight build, the looming specter of female domination
alarmed him as much or more than Rob. Perhaps, if he just separated the two
fighters, then his PUS pledge brother could put this upstart female in her
place and restore order to the world.

Kurt moved forward to grab the panty clad fighter but never made it. Waiting
for a chance to join the action, Ginger intervened. The larger girl had never
been in a real fight before. But as the captain of the women's field hockey
team, she did have some experience in physical confrontation. The girl lowered
her head and tackled the slender boy.

Both Megan and Rob watched the awesome display of superior female strength as
it unfolded. Kurt saw Ginger coming but failed to do anything but cringe prior
to the collision. His weaker frame crumpled under the impact from the powerful
female athlete.

Only as she laid him out on the bed did he begin to resist. By that time it
was far too late. Ginger pinned him in a matter of seconds. For about a minute
little Kurt frantically kicked, bucked and squirmed.

But it was all for naught. The buxom brunette easily held the half naked boy
down. The ease of the female victory surprised even Ginger. Raised on the
ethos of male supremacy, she never thought about physically challenging a man
before. Now, the girl wondered why she hadn't done it long ago. It made her
feel strong and sexy.

Ginger wasn't the only one feeling the heat. It hit poor Kurt with every
futile buck and kick. The girl sat directly atop his groin. Waves of guilty
pleasure swept thru the stricken boy as he resisted the female oppression. At
first he tried to ignore it. He had a girlfriend and stuff like this just
didn't happen to a man in a committed relationship. By the time Kurt accepted
his unusual predicament, he was teetering on the brink. The boy quit moving
and hoped to avoid the looming train wreck. Ginger's wicked grin confirmed
that she understood his situation.

The overwhelming male defeat squashed Rob's morale. His own position mirrored
the hopelessness of his pledge brother's.

"I give up. You win." He said with great difficulty.

Megan tossed him face forward. Her morale soared as she came to grips with her
new found power. The girl had never used her karate outside of class before.
She never considered it lady like. Girls were supposed to be pretty and soft
or so she thought. But that had changed.

"Are you sure? You can take another shot at me if you like." Megan taunted her
fallen foe. She really wanted him to fight on.

He really wanted to keep trying and somehow erase this awful stain upon his
manhood. But reality was quickly seeping into Rob's mind. She had whipped him
twice now and wished to continue the one sided battle of the sexes. The
defeated PUS pledge had enough humiliation for one night.

"I'm sure. I submit."

"Then come over here and kiss my feet."

Rob hesitated for a second. The last vestiges of male pride blocked his
compliance. But one look at her steely blue eyes changed his mind. He knew,
one way or another, that he would end up doing whatever she demanded. So Rob
took the easy way out, knelt before the triumphant female, and gently kissed
her wonderful little toes. Once he got over the initial shock of submission,
the handsome young virgin began to enjoy his task.

Panic surged thru Kurt as watched his pledge brother succumb to female
domination. He rightly assumed that this road was a one way street. Once he
and Rob traveled down it, their cozy world of male supremacy would be
shattered forever. Kurt briefly rebelled against the encroaching doom. His
body tensed and he even managed to get his hands a couple of inches off the
bed.

"Don't worry, honey. It'll be your turn soon." Ginger said as she used her
superior strength to crush the male rebellion. The girl smiled sweetly as Kurt
writhed under her complete control. His stiffness pressed against her most
sensitive place.

"Now its time for your first punishment." The president said as she walked
over to the wall. Megan pulled down her ceremonial paddle. "Assume the
position."

Rob obeyed immediately this time. He put his hands on his knees and stuck out
his firm posterior for the traditional Greek punishment.

Megan smiled broadly. She had won. The big strong man submitted to her both
physically and mentally. The nubile blonde reached down and ripped his briefs
in two.

"You won't be needing these any more." She said as they fell to the floor.

A tear welled up in Rob's eye as Megan commenced his punishment. The paddle
hurt physically, but the tear resulted from the emotional trauma of the
humiliating discipline. He briefly courted the idea of making a break for the
door. The PUS pledge knew that he would never make it to safety. The superior
female would run him down and drag him back to the room.

Ginger could not take it anymore. She had never felt this bold or excited. The
brunette got Kurt to his feet. Her hand invaded the front of his briefs and
she led him to the door using his manhood as a leash.

"I'll do this one next door." The busty lass commented to Megan as she walked
out of the president's room.

Kurt looked on in horror as a couple of KO sisters loitered in the hallway and
watched him being led around by his throbbing tool. He averted his eyes in
shame as the girls giggled at the bizarre spectacle. Ginger didn't pause to
acknowledge the co-eds. Instead, she led him straight away into he room and
shut the door. As bad as the hallway was, Kurt experienced even more fear
being alone with the brazen brunette. Ginger did not disappoint him when she
grabbed his briefs and ripped them off his now trembling body.

"Assume the position." Ginger whispered sweetly into his ear. Kurt distinctly
felt her heavy bosom and bullet hard nipples against his back.

He turned to face her. "No please. Anything but that. This was not even my
idea."

"I'm a reasonable woman. I could be persuaded to pursue a different type of
rehabilitation." She responded. The stronger female reached over and pulled
naked male close. Their lips met in a passionate kiss. In an impressive
display of feminine power, Ginger lifted the smaller male off the ground and
carried him slowly towards the bed. Kurt wrapped his legs around her waist for
additional support.

It wasn't until she laid him on the bed did the highly aroused male remember
his girl back home.

"I can't do this. I'm engaged." He said as she removed her pajamas.

Ginger waited until the she was totally undressed before responding, "OK, I'll
get the paddle. Boy, you know how to tease a girl."

"No, wait. It's OK. I think I can do it." Kurt said while staring at her big
jugs. Ginger did not have a waist to speak of but her massive bosom offset any
other deficiencies in her stocky feminine frame.

"Are you sure?" she replied. The girl teasingly ran her fingertip down his
smooth chest and circled around his quivering erection.

"Yes ... please." He moaned spasmodically. Every inch of his body trembled
with desire. It had been a long two weeks since Kurt had seen his seen his old
girlfriend.

The brunette mounted the steamy male and sat on his chest. She placed his
hands on her glorious breasts. Despite her building passion, she continued her
game of sexual one-ups-man-ship.

"Beg me." Ginger said in a husky voice.

He did, over and over again ... .

"Thank you, ma'am. Can I have another?" Rod winced with pain.

Megan looked down at her handiwork and smiled. An angry red color covered the
boy's posterior. He had taken his punishment like a man and the blonde had no
intention of really hurting him.

"I think you've had enough. Stand up and turn around." She commanded.

Rob complied slowly. His body was stiff from the dozen or so whacks that Megan
had inflicted. The PUS pledge averted his eyes in shame as he turned to face
her. She had totally converted him from a rebellious teenager to an unworthy
servant.

She found his docile demeanor kind of cute. The nubile little girl reached up
and held his chin so she could look into his sad blue eyes. "No more panty
raids, OK? They are very childish. Plus the next girl you run into might not
be as nice as me."

"Yes, ma'am." Rob replied, daring to glimpse into her beautiful brown eyes.

"Sit down on the bed and wait for your friend."

"Yes, ma'am."

He did as instructed and Megan stood in front of him, her legs spread and her
hands on her hips. She continued to lecture him on Greek life, college
survival and respect for women. But Rob could not take his eyes off her
luscious white panties.

"Are you payin' attention?" Megan asked after a few minutes. At first she
thought his lack of eye contact resulted from his submissiveness. But now she
thought other forces were at work.

"Huh?"

The blonde looked down and confirmed her suspicions. His manhood spouted up
from between his legs. She wasn't impressed by the size but he definitely had
the intent.

"What are you looking at?" Megan said, cuffing the boy playfully on the side
of the head.

"Well ... I ... I," Rob stammered.

"Are you looking at my pussy?"

"No. I mean yes. Well maybe."

"Would like to kiss it?" The blonde inquired. Another plan started to evolve
in her pretty little head ...

Ginger led her captive back to the president's room after an intensely short
hook up. In retrospect the girl knew she had pushed him too far and too fast.
If they had more time, then maybe they could pace things better next time.
Kurt's phone number was sitting on her dresser.

A half a dozen sorority sisters greeted them as they exited Ginger's room.
Obviously, wild talk of the incident had spread. Kurt enjoyed the attention
but felt embarrassed by his nudity. He hurried into Megan's room only to be
shocked by what he saw. Would this depravity ever end, Kurt wondered inwardly.

Still clothed in her tee shirt but minus the panties, supple little Megan rear
face sat her PUS pledge. Rob serviced the girl with his nose buried in her
luscious butt. She played with his now soft tool but evidence of Rob's sexual
submission lay all over his stomach. Kurt winced at this shocking and
degrading spectacle.

Rob did not seem to mind his current position. In fact he reveled in it. This
was his first sexual experience and a defining moment in his life. The boy
took pride in the fact that he had been able to satisfy his blonde goddess
despite his relative inexperience. Even though this night did not conform to
Rob's previous expectations, he felt like a man now.

It required a good throat clearing by Ginger to stop this decadent display of
female domination.

"Umm ... just ... a ... second ... guys. I ... was ... just ... showing ummmm
... " Megan moaned softly. She slowly stopped her grinding and dismounted her
PUS pledge. The two girls exchanged smiles.

"There is just one other thing, fellas." Megan continued as her breath
returned to normal.

An hour later, Mathew Robinson III, the president of Pi Upsilon Sigma
fraternity, sat speechless in his office. Before him stood two of his new
pledges. The boys had just run all the way across campus. They both faced the
far wall and were naked except for a small pair of white panties. Scrawled
across Rob's butt in red lipstick were the words:

TO MATT

And on Kurt's rear, Matt read the kicker:

LOVE MEGAN.

Somebody was going to have to pay for this.