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Derrick's arms burned. They felt like his shoulders were separating from the socket, his muscles squeezing sharply into his neck as they played havoc with his circulation. As he hung limply by his wrists, the handcuffs cutting through the fur and flesh beneath, he looked out among the basement he was trapped in. There were several hanging students like himself, all young freshman stripped naked. Some of them groaned in pain, others silently sobbed in fear. Some were lucky to be standing on the floor with theirs arms held above, others like himself were painfully hanging with their feet in the air.

He coughed out, thick white-flecked spittle foaming out of his mouth and down his chin to meet the greasy clear and white of the sperm covering him. It ran down his bare chest and lithe body before running down his legs and dripping on the carpet below. The drips made a small puddle, marring the red of the carpet, adding white to the black Greek letters that were the symbols of the elite Tau Alpha Sigma fraternity.

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Derrick sat at his desk, idly typing away at the final project for his Literature class when the notification arrived that he had new e-mail. Normally he'd have ignored it, but the LGBT club he'd been helping with all fall had been sending plans back and forth about activities for the members stuck on campus for Winter Break. Living on the West Coast meant that he had to skip a few holidays to save money for the whole family.

His first term at college had been fairly quick, a whirlwind of activity as he tried to settle down. Mostly he'd been trying to ignore the loneliness that being nearly across the country caused, so he had applied to nearly every club and most of the frats on campus. He hadn't figured to actually be accepted, so he wasn't surprised when every frat sent him back a rejection letter quickly, he wasn't surprised, and looked for better opportunities.

So when he read the e-mail that came in, he nearly fell out of his seat. It was marked Tau Alpha Sigma, one of the most exclusive and prestigious frats on campus. Hell, he'd applied on a dare by his dormmate.

"Congratulations!" it read. "You've been accepted by the Tau Alpha Sigma fraternity as a Winter Pledge. We realize that you were not accepted to Rush the beginning of Fall Term, but our fraternity is dedicated to giving those deserving a second chance. If you are still interested, please come to Tau Hall Monday night. Note that due to the length of Winter Pledge, there is a possibility of having to cause an Incomplete on your Fall grades, so you must have the requests for Incomplete grades filled out and accepted."

The building was well lit against the darkened skies of late November. It had just finished with Thanksgiving on campus, with the time honored traditions of Dead Week beginning; a few frustrated yells could be heard from the dorms and several frats on Frat Row were hosting their own parties. But Tau Alpha Sigma was empty on the lawn, an imposing figure with several tiki torches leading to the doorway. Derrick swallowed a bit, nervous at looking over the Victorian style three story building. The flames seemed ominous, but he tried to shove the feeling down. Of course it was supposed to be imposing, these frats got off on scary traditions to spook pledges, right?

Adorning the mahogany door was a gold shield with the three black Greek letters of the fraternity embossed on it in a triangle with a simple sign on it that read "Welcome Winter Pledges!" Derrick ran a hand through the scruff of hair on his head and turned the knob. The door opened noiselessly as the ferret looked around, greeted by the plush main hallway. A fireplace between twin staircases crackled and the lights were low. There were several couches and chairs near doorways that were closed at the moment and on the floor was a red plus rug that had a similar shield logo like that on the door. Derrick swallowed again. This place screamed money and privilege, was this even right for him?

He saw a few others waiting nervously, not sure if they should sit on the chairs or just stand hovering near the doorways. He let out a breath, glad to see that there were others there and this wasn't some elaborate prank. Taking his own place, he slipped his jacket on a coat rack nearby and looked around for any fraternity member. He figured that the leadership was simply waiting for everyone to arrive; he knew he was early.

As a few other pledges came in, Derrick was getting a bit confused. One could say that most of them didn't fit the stereotype of the traditional jock or Jersey Shore wannabe that frats traditionally had. He remembered the one manning the booth first week seemed to be a mountain of a wolf. Maybe the frat had to do some diversification, or it was all a cruel hoax. He sighed and bucked up, just taking in the sights while they lasted.

Just as Derrick headed towards one of the other pledges to make idle conversation, the lights suddenly went out, save for the fireplaces that roared to life higher, placing the entire hall in a stark lighting. Doors suddenly opened, and furs of all species came out of them, filling up the landing of the first floor and the stairway leading down to the main fireplace where the lion stood, hands clasped behind his back. The frat members stared out at each of the pledges, an intimidating wall that wore red polos with the fraternity's shield embroidered on them.

The lionthat had the bearing of the fraternityh president stood regal and overbearing, a full half a foot taller than Derrick. While he didn't seem too muscular, he had a predatory look that made the ferret believe that he'd taken control of the fraternity by force. He had his hands clasped behind his back, pacing back and forth in front of the members while looking at each of the pledges in turn.

"Welcome to Tau Alpha Sigma," the lion said, looking out at everyone. "You have been given a chance to prove yourself, to see if you will measure up to our standards. This will not be an ordinary rush, as this could very well take over the entire winter break. So if anyone wants to go back to their mommies for Christmastime, now is your time to leave. You'll only have yourself to judge you if you leave now."

A few of the frat boys sniggered at the last lines, and some of the other pledges looked to each other worriedly. One of them, a sandy-haired mouse boy, looked to the door and chewed his lip.

The lion paced back and forth among the wall of frat boys, the fire making him an imposing shadow. "We have rigid standards of quality here at Tau. We expect the best of the best, and expect you pledges to take your rightful place below us until we are satisfied with your actions. Keep in mind we reserve the right to mete out punishments for those who don't perform as expected, and the ultimate penalty of being rejected from this fraternity is held at OUR discretion. If you think you don't have what it takes? There's the door now."

Another pause as they waited. More of the pledges looked nervous.

"Now, we will begin the Rush by inspecting those we have invited for Winter Pledges." He pointed at the edge of the carpet. "Stand straight in a line in front of us facing us..." He paused. Derrick looked with his mouth open at the lion who still hand his hand pointing to the edge of the carpeting. The lion was unmoving and still standing there. Several of the pledges went quickly, submissively standing there in a line. One, a tuxedo-furred catboy, stood strong and proud, and that seemed to make a few of the frat boys smirk. Once the pledges stood in front, the lion nodded.

"Now strip down. To your underwear, and toss your clothes in front of you. We want you to hide nothing from us as pledges." Some of the frats boys muttered things to another as the pledges gasped at the order. That seemed to be the last straw for the sandy-haired mouse boy and he edged to the door, disappearing from view as he ran off. Derrick looked at the others, his heart beating. He hoped this was normal.... Wasn't it? He seemed to remember stuff like this in the movies, but here in real life, it was frightening. While some of the pledges balked like the ferret did, some of them were quick to disrobe, figuring this was just part of the hazing. They gave a sense that they were desperate to join the Taus, already willing to cede their will over for a shot.

Within a minute, Derrick gained a backbone to strip as nearly half of the line had done so as well, beginning to reveal an interesting display of mostly naked bodies. Obviously it wasn't too far out of the norm if they were doing it. He slipped out of his t-shirt that revealed his slight and tone body, his belly fur fluffing out a bit in his tension. He prided himself on eating right, though his natural ferret metabolism allowed him to sneak in junk food while maintaining his form. What made him blush under the mask on his eyes was his underwear. He didn't expect something like this, so as he slipped out of his slacks, it revealed a pair of turquoise-colored string bikini briefs; while it covered his tight buttocks it left his thighs completely exposed and seemed to enhance his bulge a bit. He didn't have a tail to curl around his hips so he just swallowed and brought his hands reflexively at his belly, his fingers hiding the bulge a little.

As the last of the line tossed their clothes in the pile, Derrick blushed, seeing that he was wearing just about the raciest pair of underwear of them all. The others were wearing regular briefs or boxer briefs; he had the raciest pair of underwear on... That wasn't true. There was a very thin fennec fox at the other end of the line that held his ears flat across the back of his head as his face was flush. He had on simply a tight orange and black jockstrap, the type that one would see someone who expected to be going to a bar after this was over, and maybe he did. None of them knew what to expect from this, whether it was a pre-screening meeting or the full hazing. The fennec wrapped his bare bottom with his tail and chewed his lip.

"Very good," the lion said with a feral grin as he walked over to a desk and pulled out a stack of papers and pen. "I'm glad to see your commitment to our cause here. What I'm having you sign now is just a simple waiver. Your coming here was your own choice, and we need to make sure that you understand that." He practically shoved the paperwork into the hands of the mouse in the front of the list, and moved down the line, staring each pledge down in turn until they signed the papers. The fennec squeaked as the lion came to him and shoved the pen in his hand, making him drop his tail and show off his embarrassment again while the lion practically helped him sign.

Handing the paperwork off, the lion returned to the front of the firelight. With a solemn nod, he paced again. "As I said, today you are bearing yourself to Tau Alpha Sigma, and we have done that physically," he began and snapped his fingers. Suddenly two of the frat members came forward and grabbed up the pile of clothing. They took them to a basket and shook out anything in the pockets: cell phones, wallets, keys, loose change. Then suddenly the remaining clothing was thrown into the fire. It crackled and hissed as the mix of fabrics went up in a blaze. Many of the pledges protested, but the line of frat boys stared them down. "This is representative of you leaving your old lives behind. You are pledging to join our fraternity after all." The basket disappeared among the line of fraternity members and the lion turned back.

"There is one more way you must bear everything to us. I will go down the line and you will say your name, your major, and your deepest secret." Derrick nearly passed out at that one. What they'd been going through was becoming severely traumatic already. It was hazing to be sure, but now.. he wasn't so sure. Though it took a minute to coax it out of them, most of the secrets were fairly basic and mundane; most were along the lines that they were secretly bisexual or flat out gay, which confirmed suspicions that Derrick had about them. The ones who'd admitted it looked at the floor meekly, figuring that would disqualify them immediately. But the lion continued down the line.

When the lion came to Derrick, he was already flush, shivering a bit in the cold. He knew that the secrets were another form of control, and he wondered if partly it was also to divide them a little, in case someone had a really big issue. But when the lion stood in front of him, he took a breath. "Derrick Harolds, Architecture." He chewed his lip a bit as his short tail wiggled in thought. "My secret is that I slept with my sister's boy... ah... fiancee... several times last year. She doesn't know he'd been eying me all year." He let out a long breath, knowing that it was going to be very awkward at the wedding.

One of the worst secrets came from a feline boy who was nearly solid red by the time his turn was up. "I... I was in a porn the moment I turned 18," he admitted, his hands kneading his tail. "I told my dad I'd landed a paying acting part for my college fund." From the look on his face, Derrick wasn't sure that the father would be thrilled with the truth.

After the last pledge gave their information, the lion returned to his place. He gave some signal behind his back and the frat members seemed to begin thinning out. "This is an important day for you pledges," the lion announced. "Tau Alpha Sigma directs you all to show dedication. As such, we have one more task before showing you your room for the night." Two frat members arrived with several buckets of soapy water, dusters, rags, and sponges. "Clean the hallway, stairs, and public room. No mops, just the rags and sponges." Derrick sighed. That sounded more like actual hazing. At least they didn't have to use toothbrushes or their tails and tongues. He felt like a piece of meat on display. About half the fraternity had filtered out, but those that remained to observe stared at them as they worked. In their skimpy underwear, most of their flesh or fur was bared to the world as muscled rippled from the work and strain. Their soft, feminine, or small toned and tight bodies were being looked over. It got worse once a glimmering sheen of sweat or splashed water shone on their bodies. Derrick thought he was going crazy as he was sure he saw several bulges in the Tau members' pants. The fennec had it the worse. A rag had been shoved in his hands and he was directed to clean the stairs. As much as he tried to hide it with his fluffy tail, there were glances of his bare buttocks. His pert rear was already framed with white fur on his inner thighs and underside of his tail, but the black straps of his jock drew the eye just as much. Even Derrick was quite interested in stealing glances, glad that his position on the floor was enough to hide the growing bulge in his underwear.

The cleaning took several hours. The frats filtered in and out, with only the constant being the pair of brick walls standing at the front doors. Finally the job was finished, the hallway gleaming. Derrick's body was sore from the work, his arms and legs feeling on fire from constant crawling and moving. The fraternity had fully assembled on the clean stairway and the pledges were lined up again. The pledges were all a little exhausted from the work, some leaning on one another for support.

"This has been a productive day," the lion leader announced with a grin on his face. Derrick muttered darkly. Of course it was productive to them, they didn't do shit. "You have shown us many things today, what you bring to Winter Pledge. Nicolai will show you to your room. There is food and drink for you for tonight. Rest up, there are... interesting days ahead of you."

Derrick was a little too tired to pick up on the ominous tone. He was just glad to be getting rest and food. The large Russian wolf he remembered from the recruiting booth came up out of the herd and led the line of pledges to a doorway that led to downward leading stairs. The procession of mostly naked and tired freshman walked down to the basement to a room set up for them. It looked like a couple of temporary walls or dividers were put up to make the room smaller than it could have been. It was a small space, with a few dozen blankets on the floor and a table set up with catered cold cuts and sandwiches, and a couple twelve packs of soda.

Derrick raised an eyebrow at the ceiling as he walked in. There seemed to be a number of hooks or anchors screwed, many of them looking old. He passed it off as something for sporting or exercise equipment as he walked hungrily towards the food table. "Eat up," Nicolai said in his thick accent. "You'll need your rest." He laughed a bit darkly and closed the door after ascending the stairs. The audible click of the door locking echoed. The pledges didn't seem to care after that. Most of them fell on the food with a ravenous appetite, eating it down and causing the soda to disappear within half an hour.

The finality of the day gave everyone in the room the opportunity to strike up some conversation. Derrick filtered to the scared fennec boy. His name was Talim, an immigrant from Algeria who was busy trying to chew his lip off in between his sandwich. "I cannot have my secret out," he whispered as Derrick sat down. There were tears in his eyes as he looked Derrick in the eye. Derrick shushed him. "Most of us here are in the same boat," he explained. "We'll just stick together ok? We're just going through hazing, that's all. It's going to be fine, you'll see." That got a small smile from the fox and Derrick settled down, bringing a blanket around his waist when Talim yawned.