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Jodi stopped by her mailbox on the way home. There was a package pick-up slip waiting for her. It was well past office hours, so she’d have to wait until the morning to retrieve it. She returned to her room. As she got ready for bed, she realized she was still covered in Sharpie ink. There were signatures on her breasts, across each nipple, around her belly-button, all over her ass and legs, and of course the one on her inner thigh. She was too tired to worry about it now, so she hopped in her pajamas and went right to sleep.
The next morning, Jodi ran down to the office first thing. She was excited that someone had sent her a package and couldn’t wait to see what it was. A large black man with a name tag that read “Argo” stood behind the counter.
“Nice pajamas,” said Argo, referring to Jodi’s white pajamas with prints of Chinese take-out and fortune cookies scattered about.
“Oh, thanks,” responded Jodi. “I have a package.” She handed Argo the slip.
“Be right back,” said Argo. He took the slip into the back room and returned momentarily with a brown box. “Here you go,” he said, handing the box to her. As Jodi reached up, Argo jerked it back. “What’s in it for me?” he jested.
“A thank you,” said Jodi seriously.
“That’ll do…this time,” said Argo with a wink.
Jodi took the box and returned to her room. She unfolded a pair of scissors and cut the packing tape lengthwise. After sifting through a few foam peanuts she discovered a note:
Wanted to see you. Plug it in and get on MSN. Love, Mark.
Jodi sifted through some more peanuts to find a webcam. She hurriedly opened the box and plugged the USB cable into her computer. She mounted the webcam on her monitor as Windows recognized the device and prepared the drivers. She launched MSN Messenger and saw that Mark was already online. He must have been waiting for her all morning because she immediately received a video call request. She accepted. Mark’s face popped up in the chat window.
“Heyyyy!” said Mark cheerfully.
“Hey back!” said Jodi, even more cheerfully. “I can’t believe you sent me this! It’s so great!”
“I know! Isn’t it? I can’t believe I didn’t think of it earlier,” said Mark. “You look really cute in your Chinese food pajamas.” Mark smiled the kind of small he reserved for Jodi. Not many people got to see him smile, but it made her melt whenever he did. They carried on mushy talk for a while before Mark got a lecherous look in his eye. “Ok, so, I said I would like to see you, which in Mark language means I’d like to see all of you.” Jodi giggled. “Sooo…as much as I like those pajamas, how’s about you show me what’s under them,” suggested Mark wryly.
Jodi started to unbutton her shirt when she suddenly remembered the signatures all over her body! “No!” she said. Mark sat back a bit stunned. “I mean, I don’t feel pretty yet. I haven’t even had a shower. Let me take a shower and I’ll call you right back.” Mark reluctantly agreed to this plan. They closed their respective chat windows.
Jodi charged for the bathroom. She quickly stripped off everything and jumped in the shower. She soaped up a washcloth and began scrubbing her body. She washed and washed but could not get the ink to come off. It was everywhere. She could only get the signatures to fade. Some were illegible due to the horrible handwriting, but some were just printed in plain letters, like “George Fuller” and “Armand Regis.” One idiot had even written “Property of Steven Macey” under the bottom of her left breast. She was going to have to come clean about the Rho Iota initiation. There was no getting around it. She ended her shower in despair, toweled off, threw on her pink robe, and headed back to her room. She shut the door behind her and sat down at her computer.
Mark answered Jodi’s video chat request almost instantly. Hesitant to just get right to the point, Jodi said, “I’m going to do my hair and makeup. Want to watch?”
“Sure,” said Mark, not wanting to seem too eager to see Jodi’s wet naked body.
Jodi took her time getting ready. Mark waited with anticipation. She looked completely gorgeous when she finally returned to the chat. “Ok, are you ready?” asked Jodi.
“Absolutely,” said Mark.
Jodi swallowed hard, closed her eyes, and dropped her robe. She opened her eyes to see Mark furrowing his brow and squinting as if in disbelief. His mouth hung open just a bit. “I can explain!” shouted Jodi.
“I’m listening,” said Mark.
Jodi explained the whole Rho Iota initiation while Mark listened with as much an open mind as he could. She left out a few details here and there, like the part where she actually had to jack off two guys and how she had to get completely naked, not just topless. When she was finished, Mark said, “Well, I guess being a part of Rho Iota is important, and I know how fraternities can be, so I guess I’m ok with it. It’s kinda weird that so many people saw you topless though.” Jodi said nothing, simply nodding slightly in agreement. Mark got suspicious. “Stand up,” he said. Jodi cringed. “Stand up!” Mark repeated. Jodi slowly rose from her chair. Mark saw the signatures down her legs. “Turn around,” he demanded. Jodi spun slowly. There were signatures all over her ass as well. “Sit down,” said Mark. Jodi complied. “Topless, huh?”
“I’m sorry,” said Jodi. “I wasn’t topless, I was completely naked.” She shook as she spoke.
“What else are you leaving out?” inquired Mark.
Jodi thought too long to successfully pull off another bluff. She knew Mark was too perceptive. She divulged the rest of the initiation, including the signature on her inner thigh. “Show me,” demanded Mark. Jodi propped her right leg up on the desk and showed Mark the signature that led to her pussy. She was mortified. Mark grabbed the bridge of his nose and shook his head in silent disbelief. “You’re going to make this up to me,” he explained. “I don’t know how yet, but I’ll think of something. You should start thinking too.” Mark disconnected from the chat.
Jodi spent the next few days alone. She skipped all social activities and caught up on her sleep. The signatures on her body eventually went away with continued washing. Friday afternoon she received an email from Mark. It was a list of rules he had devised for her:
I have decided that this is how you will make it up to me. The following rules are not negotiable:
1) Whenever I contact you, you will do as I instruct at the time I specify. This could be right away or at a later time predetermined by me.
2) You will divulge all information to me as to any people hitting on you, any flirting you do with other people, or anything I request to know about otherwise.
3) Your body belongs to me.
4) You will not let anyone know you are being governed by these rules.
They didn’t sound too bad to Jodi. She was just relieved Mark was willing to find a way past this whole thing. It made her feel a lot better.
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