The Fraternity Chastity Challenge

The Fraternity Chastity Challenge

From the upcoming investigative book: 

Femdom Greek Culture at America’s Colleges

How Female Dominance Leads to Mutual Success.

There are a lot of initiation rituals the freshmen pledges of Delta Theta Kappa fraternity have to endure. Almost all of them are humiliating, sexual, and designed to ensure that the boys are submissive to their dominant female counterparts. 

I was a student at the state university in the 90s when the Zeta Kappa Theta sorority ran the school, and the Delta brothers submitted to the sisters. My upcoming book, “Femdom Culture in America’s Universities,” will examine the underculture of female dominance in some universities. This dominance runs through higher education and is enforced in the greek-life of sororities and fraternities. I experienced first-hand how this extreme gender swap of traditional authority was flipped, leading to unique and positive results for both women and men.

The ‘Chastity Challenge’

One such ritual I had ample opportunity to observe was the Delta Theta Kappa Pledge Chastity Challenge. I was a trusted outsider, not a fraternity member, but very involved in the dominant female community that was the underbelly of the university. As a result, I was asked to photograph the yearly event three years in a row. What follows is a summary of what I learned and observed.

Every November, The Freshmen Pledges Were Required to Compete in the Chastity Cage Challenge

Every November, after the pledges have been broken in a bit, but their numbers are still substantial, the Delta Theta fraternity and Zeta Kappa sorority sponsor the Pledge Chastity Challenge. 

The Lock Up

First, the brothers meet on a Sunday evening in their house, and each of the freshmen pledges is issued a chastity cage. They are then ordered to “lock up your junk” in the grand room with dozens of fraternity brothers watching. In fact, the older brothers teach them how to use the cage, and some actually end up helping them.

Finally, once all the guys have their cages on, the frat president goes around and locks each cage, then takes the key. Each key is numbered, and a log is kept to identify which key belongs to which guy’s lock. Again, this all happens on a Sunday evening. The guys are then allowed to leave but remain in chastity the entire week. Let me tell you, many of these guys had just turned 18 and were horny as hell. They had a rough time during that week.

It was my job to photograph that entire “cage fitting” session on Sunday night. Then, throughout the week, each Pledge was supposed to find me at least twice, on two different days, and have me photograph their locked-up junk. I don’t know how anyone was supposed to get out of those things, but it was photographic proof that they were still under lock and key. That was always a weird week for me – guys coming up to me, dropping their pants, and asking me to take the photo. I handed most of the film and prints over to the fraternity president. Most, but not all.

After A Week Locked Up, The Sorority Holds Their Key Drawing Ceremony.

On Friday, the pledges are lined up, naked except for their caged junk, in front of the sorority sisters. The older frat brothers are primarily not involved, except for a couple of the leaders making sure things move smoothly.

The girls take turns picking the keys. They have a pre-arranged list of who got a pledge. There seemed to be a mix of upperclassmen, yet not all got keys. There were even a couple of older women, alumni, who had keys. One year, even the head of the math department was a keyholder. 

To this day, I am still trying to figure out what process was in place to determine which women got to draw a key. I tried to find out, but it was just one of many secrets the sorority sisters ensured were never revealed.

Once all the guys were chosen, they followed their keyholder to her room. The trip was short for those lucky enough to be selected by one of the sisters with a room in the house. For the others, they had to travel to the girl’s dorm room or off-campus housing completely naked (except for that cock cage!). This was just another example of how the university and the community accepted this public sexual exposure.

Each Pledge Has 12-Hours To Convince His Keyholder to Free His Dick.

The guys then need to convince their new temporary mistress to unlock them. If a poor freshman fails to convince his keyholder mistress to unlock him before the 12 hours are over, he is forced to remain in his cage for 30 more days.

They are enslaved to the female for the night. The female can unlock and release him anytime. Still, most, of course, wait 12 hours to get total value from their motivated slave.

Most keyholders also tend to play into the whole “pledge hazing” theme. ?In fact, they take the responsibility seriously, ensuring that the experience is extreme and usually not very pleasurable for the guy. 

I Took Photographic Evidence of Their Deviant Submissive Experience

My job was to visit the “couples” during the 12 hours and take photographic evidence. Primarily, I was directed to take embarrassing and humiliating photos of the poor guys, forced into submission by their fear of an entire month of not getting erections, except for painful ones. A whole month of no sex, not even self-pleasure. An entire month of sitting down to take a piss.

My photos were turned over to the sorority. They created photo albums that, to this day, can be viewed by the sisters at any time. The pictures could be held over the guys forever, keeping them in line. 

Here are just a few situations I observed, photographed, and documented through the years:

She Turned Him Into Her Girlfriend

I remember one Pledge, Thomas, whose key was drawn by one of the senior sisters. She had a room in the sorority house, but they were only there for about an hour before emerging. This was when I caught them and started taking photos.

She had him wearing a very tight, revealing, and short red dress. Unfortunately, it was at least a size too small, and he struggled as he moved. His cage was evident as it pressed against the sheer fabric of his dress. I took pictures, and it was apparent she also had him wearing a pair of panties, as the lines showed through the clothing.

She spent most of the session parading Thomas around campus, showing him off, and introducing him as her new girlfriend. Apparently, after I finished their photo shoot, poor Thomas was “rented” out to any guy who wanted to pay five bucks for a blow job. The rumor was she made well over a hundred dollars with this scheme. 

Brought Back To The Dorm and Public Pegging

It was rare that a keyholder would be a freshman girl, but I recall it happening one year. April was well known as being tops among the other freshman sisters. She didn’t have a room in the house, so she brought her Pledge to her dorm room. I met them there for the photo shoot; she’d been waiting for me.

She told her Pledge that she didn’t intend to keep him for the entire 12 hours as long as he agreed to one thing: She wanted to peg him in the common room with an audience.

It took a little convincing, but he agreed. I know he was terrified of the public demonstration, but the thought of staying locked away for another month was even more horrific! I actually really enjoyed this shoot. Once they got started, it became apparent that instead of a horrible experience, the Pledge was really enjoying getting pegged by April. She even traded out halfway through for a gigantic dildo, at least three times bigger than what she had been using, and he still screamed out in pleasure.

She Made Him Her Cuckold Slave

When I was a senior, I remember this poor freshman pledge, Dave, who had to spend 12 hours not servicing his keyholder, but her boyfriend. I felt terrible for him because he was obviously not enjoying his treatment. When I arrived, she was busy working on some school project she had to finish before Monday. She had given her key to her boyfriend Ricky, who was having a devilish time with his newfound power.

Ricky was sitting on the couch and had poor Dave over his knees. He was open-handed spanking the guy, and from the looks of his red ass, they’d been at it for a while. So I got to work taking photos, including close-ups of Dave’s face and the tears running down his cheeks. Of course, I felt wrong about those, but the SOR liked those shots. I was told they had a great “artistic” value to them. And often, I’d see some of my images blown up, framed, and displayed within the houses.

Dave apparently was not into guys at all, but Ricky made him go down on him and swallow his cum. Dave was terrified of letting his brothers down and getting locked away for an entire month, so he submitted fully to everything Ricky gave him. I doubt that poor guy was ever the same again.

He Was Too Big to Fit

I remember this one guy, Deshaun, who was exceptionally well endowed. When he tried to put on his cage, there was just no way for him to fit. So he had to return the next day when they finally found a larger cage.

His keyholder was one of the Sorority girls, I think a junior. She used his huge caged cock as a dildo and fucked him relentlessly. Apparently, she even had friends over to take advantage of riding him. He said he came a few times in his cage but explained it as an amazingly frustrating and painful orgasm. 

Forced To Participate

One guy Kyle, who wasn’t even a Pledge or part of the fraternity, was forced to participate when he was a sophomore. Once in a while, they would accept a male from outside the system. Usually, one is provided as a gift from their Dominatrix. And in Kyle’s case, he had made a no-limits agreement with his girlfriend, Sue, when he was a freshman. When he was a sophomore, Sue “donated” Kyle to the challenge.

Kyle’s keyholder was none other than his girlfriend (and mistress) Sue’s mother! I couldn’t help but think that it all seemed rigged somehow. Especially when I discovered that Sue’s mother made a very generous donation to the SOR just a day before she drew Kyle’s key at “random.” That was a strange and extreme experience for Kyle; I got to photograph the whole thing. I’ll save the details on this one – it will fill a chapter on its own!

He Paid Her For the Release

There was this one freshman, Uriel, who had a lot of family money. It was the sorority president, Bonnie, who drew his key. This was another time I felt like maybe the drawing was less “random” than it was made out to be. Bonnie seemed prepared for her key to be the one belonging to the only freshman with funds.

She started by taking him to his bank. She allowed him to dress first (not sure what they would have done if he had gone in naked). Then, she had him withdraw a ton of money. I’m not sure how much, but it was a stack of bills. She didn’t stop there, though. They spent the entire day shopping on his credit cards.

I caught up with them back at her apartment. He was naked but comfortably sitting on the couch watching TV. His cock was still in its cage, but there were still a good 3 or 4 hours left. All around her apartment were bags of purchases from every shop in town. She was slowly going through and trying on all her new possessions.

She Tricked Him Into Slavery

One unlucky pledge really got tricked by his keyholder. She told him that no matter what he did, she wouldn’t unlock his cage. So he was doomed from the start to remain in his lock for another month. He was on his knees when I got there, begging her to be released. He told her he’d do anything, precisely what she wanted to hear.

She told him if he agreed to change the lock to one of her own, she’d unlock him after a couple of days. He decided it was better than being locked for the next month. However, she was devious and never intended to unlock him; now, she was the only one with his key.

I caught up with him a couple months later. Apparently, she had forced him into being her indentured servant. It sounded a lot more like a sex slave to me! He was forced for weeks to do whatever she told him. Again, there’s probably enough to fill an entire chapter with this one, if not another whole book.

He ended up locked up for much longer than a month. In fact, he said he finally confessed his unfortunate situation to his frat brothers after he’d been locked up for over 40 days. They ended up taking him to a locksmith’s shop to have the lock cut off.

She Hurt Him, A lot. 

I observed, photographed, and even filmed a lot of guys who had to endure considerable pain at the hands of their keyholders. BDSM was rampant at the university, and the Zeta Kappa sorority sisters were trained explicitly in painful techniques. 

One incident, in particular, left a lasting impression on my mind and the pledge’s body. A general rule was that the females could not inflict any type of permanent damage on the males. Nothing cut, no broken body parts, etc. However, this senior sorority sister ignored that prime directive, and her pledge suffered. 

When I arrived, she immediately showed me to her room. I was horrified at the sight before me. The pledge was bound with his arms above his head, tied to the rafter, and his legs spread apart with a metal bar. It was obvious that she’d been whipping him, as there were some pretty severe marks all over his buttocks, legs, and back. And while severe marks being left wasn’t uncommon, this guy was bleeding from many of them.

She had me start taking photos of his body, which I did. I could tell he was sobbing, but he could not speak due to the ball gag in his mouth. When I focused my lens between his legs, I noticed things were not right. First, he seemed to have burn marks on his inner thighs. Then I saw those were on his ball sack as well. When I moved around to his front side, I gasped!

His cock and balls were tied up with rope, and at least a couple dozen tiny needles were inserted into his shaft and balls. There was also a silver rod going straight into his urethra. I looked up, and there was a look of panic in his eyes. 

I shared those photos immediately with the sorority president, who told me I was overreacting. Her exact words were, “The boy is fine and getting what he deserves.” However, I discovered that she dispatched one of the other sisters to observe the session, ensuring the keyholder didn’t cross any other lines. That was something, at least.

A Mistress Team Up

Two of the pledges told me about a particularly horrifying experience. Unfortunately, I didn’t get a chance to visit this group. The two keyholders had teamed up and made the guys compete against each other. First, the sadistic mistresses would see who could get rough-pegged the longest. Then they were forced to see who could make the gay neighbor couple cum first. Finally, they tested their abilities to withstand severe lashings with the whips. 

Each guy tried his damnedest to win each competition because only the overall winner would be unlocked that night; the loser remained in chastity for the next month.

Alumni Keyholders have Special Rules

It turned out that alumni keyholders have special rules. As in, they can change the rules as they wish. They do whatever they want to the boys and thus are the most feared. 

Each year, three alumni sisters drew keys. They were always different women and ranged in age from the recently graduated to the gray-haired. I even observed a woman in her eighties dominate a pledge.

Usually, the Alumni had rooms at the prestigious Queen Hotel, well known for catering to the discerning Dominatrix. While these scenes were similar to others occurring all around campus, there was a level of experience that set these women apart.

His Keyholder Shared Him 

One harrowing experience happened to a pledge named Marco. His key was drawn by one of the Alumni, a woman in her mid-thirties. She brought him to a private gathering across town where she and ten other females, all Theta Kappa sister alumni, had gathered. Poor Marco was at the mercy of all the women.

When I was there, they had Marco bent over a sawhorse-type contraption. One of the women was pounding him from behind with one of the most enormous strapons I’d seen, while another was making him suck on her black strapon. He had tears coming down his cheeks, but he seemed intent on following their orders. In fact, I could tell he took satisfaction in the praises he earned when he would make one of them cum.

They ended up keeping Marco much longer, passing him around. I found out they had forced him to take supplements that kept him rock-hard for hours. They were taking turns riding his cock when they weren’t pegging him. Anytime the guy thought he had earned his freedom, there was another strapon in his ass, another pussy in his face, and another woman ready to ride his throbbing cock.

Eventually, Eric, the fraternity president, was sent to save him at 2am on Sunday morning. Marco had been passed around almost non-stop since that Friday night. It took Eric and a couple of other pledges to help carry Marco out to the car and bring him back to his dorm. I had a chance to interview him the next day, as he skipped class due to being so sore. He told me he actually really enjoyed it!

Tough Lessons Create Successful Submissives

Looked at as a single event, the November Chastity Challenge seems like an extreme example of sex-crazed college kids getting into some pretty serious situations. While this can all sound cruel and unreasonable, it is important to understand that this sort of Pledge hazing was critical to training these young men to be successful submissives. 

The culture of female domination created strong women but also strong men. Men who learned how to be successful by allowing dominant women to control much of their lives.