I don't think I'll need it."The doorman nodded with a gentle smile and ushered her thru the door, "Havea pleasant evening little one." he gave her a ...entle pat on the ass that made her blush brightly and smile as she entered the first large room.Music played at a nice volume, masking conversations going on into alow mumble. She saw couples, threesomes, groups of people all talking.She saw women dressed in evening gowns with long gloves, in black leatherpants and bustiers, some in only their. I nodded my agreement, too embarrassed to speak. "Prove it," she said. "Take off your panties and put them on my desk right now." I looked up at her, trying to determine if she was serious. The slap on my cheek quickly informed me that she was. I stood up and hiked my skirt up enough to slide my thumbs into the elastic of my red satin bikini briefs and pulled them down over my hips and ass, down my legs, and stepped out of them. I then placed my panties on Mistress Jill's desk as instructed.. There were only a few home games left, and Julie and I looked over the schedule to see which one we would each take. I was sitting next to her, sipping my soda, and feeling very tired all of the sudden.I woke up cold, in the dark. The air smelled wrong. Why did my dorm smell like mulch? What was all over the floor poking me and wet at the same time? I tried to sit up and realized my wrists were locked behind my back. I shook my head, trying to focus and heard tinkling. I had my collar on like. However, it was necessary for me to penetrate each of the women that night for reasons of Olgar tradition. This time around would be nothing more than ritual, but it had to be done immediately. Therefore, we all stripped and went through the motions, so that the women could all feel that they truly belonged to my family.Being chief of the Olgars was not all fun and games. I had to adjudicate some very silly disagreementsâ€"things like a complaint when some woman named her child exactly the same.