The new girl on the volleyball team, Jenna, was still pulling off her sweaty knee pads when the seniors blocked the door. Practice had ended twenty minutes ago, but the rest of the team had cleared out fast. Only six upperclassmen stayed behind, all of them grinning like they’d been waiting for this exact moment.
“Strip,” said the captain, a tall blonde named Rachel. “Everything. Now.”
Jenna’s heart slammed against her ribs. She was eighteen, barely two weeks into college, and she knew this was coming. Every freshman on the team got hazed. She just hadn’t expected it to happen while she was still dripping with sweat and the locker room smelled like wet towels and pussy.
She peeled off her jersey first. Her sports bra came next, tits spilling free. The seniors didn’t look away.
Two of them already had their hands down their own shorts. Jenna pushed her shorts and panties down in one motion and stood there naked, shaved pussy glistening from the long practice.
“On your knees,” Rachel ordered.
Jenna dropped. The tile was cold under her skin. Rachel stepped forward, grabbed a fistful of Jenna’s hair, and shoved her face straight into her crotch. “Lick. You don’t stop until I say.”
Jenna opened her mouth and dragged her tongue up Rachel’s slick folds. The captain tasted sharp and salty. Hands grabbed Jenna’s ass from behind, spreading her cheeks. Someone spit on her asshole and shoved two fingers straight in without warning. Jenna moaned against Rachel’s clit.
“Fuck, she’s tight,” one of the girls laughed. “She’s gonna feel good around a strap.”
They didn’t waste time. A thick silicone cock was shoved between Jenna’s legs from behind. No warm-up. The girl behind her just lined it up and drove it home in one hard thrust. Jenna cried out, the sound muffled in Rachel’s cunt. The dildo stretched her open fast, bottoming out deep while the fingers in her ass kept pumping.
Rachel ground on her face harder. “Suck my clit, freshman. Don’t you fucking stop.”
Jenna sucked. Her tongue worked in messy circles while the girl behind her fucked her like she was trying to break her in half. Every thrust shoved Jenna’s face deeper into Rachel’s pussy. Another senior climbed onto the bench in front of her, spread her legs, and pulled Jenna’s mouth off Rachel so she could ride her tongue instead.
They rotated her like that for what felt like an hour. One girl after another used her mouth while someone else pounded her cunt or her ass. When they finally pulled the dildo out, Jenna’s thighs were shaking and her pussy was dripping down her legs onto the floor.
“Stand up,” Rachel said.
They bent her over a locker-room bench, face down, ass up. Someone tied her wrists to the bench legs with a pair of sweaty practice shorts. Jenna heard the snap of a glove and then cold lube was poured straight onto her asshole. A thicker toy pressed against her rim and pushed in slow. It burned, stretching her wider than the fingers had. She groaned loud, the sound echoing off the metal lockers.
“Take it,” someone said. “This is what happens to new girls.”
The toy sank all the way in. They left it there, plugged, while they took turns spanking her ass red. Every slap made the toy shift inside her. Jenna’s clit throbbed untouched. She was soaked, humiliatingly wet, and they all knew it.
Rachel crouched in front of her. “You want to come?”
“Yes,” Jenna gasped.
“Beg better than that.”
“Please. I need it. Fuck me until I come.”
Rachel smiled and stood. She buckled on a harness with a bigger, veined cock. She yanked the plug out of Jenna’s ass and replaced it with the real thing in one brutal thrust. Jenna screamed. Rachel fucked her ass hard, hips slapping loud and wet. Another girl crawled under the bench and sucked Jenna’s clit while she got pounded from behind.
Jenna came hard, legs shaking, cunt pulsing around nothing while her ass clenched on Rachel’s cock. They didn’t stop. They kept her tied there and took turns using every hole. Someone sat on her face again. Someone else fingered her cunt while another girl fucked her ass. They made her come twice more, each orgasm rougher than the last.
When they finally untied her, Jenna was a mess. Cum and spit and lube streaked her thighs. Her ass and pussy ached in the best way. Rachel pulled her up by the hair and kissed her messy, tasting herself on Jenna’s tongue.
“Welcome to the team,” she said. “Same time next week. Don’t be late.”
Jenna stood there naked, legs unsteady, and nodded. Her body was sore, marked, used. And she already knew she’d be back for more.
